Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in this I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR from the
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered,
You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape?
What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his
Don't you wish you could 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 makes it look so easy, girl you 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 contain us, we're still gonna 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 that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie 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 the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be something
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic 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 ain't that the truth, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely 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 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 song that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe
I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go
in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the 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 we huff 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 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
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

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