Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I 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 a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped with so TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? came and just crushed the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
this shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't us, we're still gonna 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 drop the on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on
This is the only moment that matters, homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the
So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure 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, stay off my
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose 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 here to retract the roof
man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is all hell breaks loose

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, we're 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,

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

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

Now be the part of the song that 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 we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,