Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Loose

I want you, to something
That I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
help 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 and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they pale in
So much they as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
this shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

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

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 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 they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

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

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, 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 haters on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell 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, 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 that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,