Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, won't ya fill your cups
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just his pen?
Cause this shit's embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't even let them try to

He makes it look so easy, girl you just hit the

Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just sure that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smoking
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe away all the
Shake all them loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I wanna see you try to make no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm to blow
As as we hit the do' power surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted
as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the and knock on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
there that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre off", that's news to me

Now this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,