Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
when I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like 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 even be a B, it's just 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 busters be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he even let them try to breathe

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

Now this'll be the part of the song 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 seems we're 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 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, this like a seance, it hums
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I smoking nothing, stay 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 Grey
Yeah girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You know I can't to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

Now this'll be the part of the song that 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 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 discouraged but homie mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm 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
We're in the indigo Winnebago 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 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 bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
is so sweet, move 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute
Right there that'll be pretty stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the
haters 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 that they drop the 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 that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,