Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
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 from the
Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my Shady came and just crushed the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well his skin
Don't you wish you could just his pen?
Cause this shit's embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't even let try to breathe

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

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 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 of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just sure that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better 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 away all the
Shake all them cobwebs loose, up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose it comes to the chronic 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 that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
back 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 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 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 fin' to
As as we hit the do' power 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 proceed to up the block wit yo' ho
speakers knocking it's 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 we huff and puff and we blow
We bluffing 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, lose indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

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