Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, 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
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR from the
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they pale in
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause this shit's embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't even let them try to

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

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
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it
(It makes 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 flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back 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 they 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 seems looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song 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, courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to 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 and knock on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock 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 little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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,