Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in this bitch I want the jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya your cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, just me and D-R-E
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's
help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You cut the mustard, what's 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 fair to them, cause they pale in
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 and the air is thin
Cause he even let them try to breathe

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

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

This is when shit hits the fan, like it splattered on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
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 stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we in the hunt
Take a day off for Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smoking
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, 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 wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the
Yeah man that the truth, girl your man's back 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 that they 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
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,

Now I know feeling 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 it as far as words are meant to go
in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed 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 ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself
Pass up on that little cute
Right there be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them 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 they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't contain us, we're still 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 part of the that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,