Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I come up in this I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya your cups
Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C
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 CPR from the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he even 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 they drop the on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna make a
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 drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, 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, have to dance)
It's the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the
You be smoking something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no
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 animals
We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and 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 can't contain us, we're still 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 you're feeling discouraged but homie mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
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
as we proceed to beat 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 on your do'

Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
is so sweet, move 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, yourself indubitably
Pass up on that cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, 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 song that 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 looking for any
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,