Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I come up in bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't like a millionaire
But I feel a million 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 help you to resuscitate, you 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 came and just the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they pale in
So they might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you just share his pen?
Cause shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't even let them try to

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

Now this'll be the of the song that 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 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 hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, have to dance)
like 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 smoking
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up 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 when it to the chronic use
You I can't stand to lose, me and my goons 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, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell 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 contain us, we're still gonna 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 just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking 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 'til you your feet
Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
up on that little 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
haters 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 part of the song that they drop the 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,