Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

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

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

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

This is when hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, homie rolling with 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 making sure that we in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks

Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and knock on 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 you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre off", that's news to me

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, we're gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,