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 like a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR 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? came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they in comparison
So much they as well wear his skin
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he even let them try to breathe

He it look so easy, girl 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 contain us, we're gonna 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 they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with
Like 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 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 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 cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I 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 back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

Now this'll be the of the song that 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 of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling but homie just mark my words
I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to
"E" and hop out the and knock on your do'

Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute
Right there be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any
Keep deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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 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 drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,