Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a
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 me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So they might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't even let them try to

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

Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the 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 looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that 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 that matters, your homie with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they 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 think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe away all the
Shake all them loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes 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 came here to 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 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 seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but just mark my words
I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we to beat 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 and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you
is so sweet, move 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right that'll 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 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 gonna 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,