Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
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 ya fill your cups
Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
be in the E.R., we are strapped 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 can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady and just crushed the game
It's not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as wear his skin
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
he won't 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 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
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling Mathers
chaos erupts, Em's 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, have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time 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 don't wanna see you try to no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all breaks loose

Now this'll be the part of the song 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
we go it seems we're looking 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 you're feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago tinted windows
as we proceed to beat 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 knock on do'

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

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