Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Loose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in this bitch I the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are with so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from 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 bust a
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? came and just crushed the game
It's really not even to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you you could just share his pen?
this shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
he won't even 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 contain us, we're 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 the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay 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, to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

Now be the part 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
Everywhere we go it we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

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

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We ain't 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, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute
Right there that'll be pretty stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", news to me

Now this'll be the of the song 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
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,