Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, won't ya fill 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 with so TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR from the
help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as wear his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't even let try to breathe

He makes it look so easy, girl you 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 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 that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they 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 be smoking something
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey
Yeah 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 to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is 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 we're looking for any
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know feeling discouraged but homie 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 surges to toe
I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted
Ferocious as we proceed to up the block wit yo' ho
With 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 'fore we huff and puff and we
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, move you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself
Pass up on little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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