Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped with so TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, they pale in comparison
So they might as well wear his skin
you wish you could just share 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 it look so easy, girl you just hit the lottery

Now this'll be the part of the song that they 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 they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

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

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

Now I know you're feeling but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows
as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your 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, move 'til you injure feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose indubitably
Pass up on that cute chick
Right there that'll be 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 part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't 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,