Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
when I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya your cups
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped 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 problem, can't you bust a grape?
What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So they might as well wear his skin
Don't you you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

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 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 splattered on
This is the only moment that matters, your homie with 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 in a trance, no choice, they have 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 smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell loose

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, we're 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,

Now I know you're discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the indigo 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 then to drop
"E" and hop out the and knock on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we and puff and we blow
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty stupid 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 deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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, 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 that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,