Nikki Grier - Hell Breaks Loose lyrics

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Nikki Grier - Hell Breaks Loose lyrics

[Verse 1: Eminem] I want you To understand something That when I come up in this b**h I want the fans jumping I want the fists pumping, in the air I don't look like a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks Ladies won't ya fill your cups Shady's come to fill ya up Are you a D or a C cup You could even be a B It's just me and D-R-E You'll be in the ER We are Strapped with so much TNT We may blow No not even CPR from the EMT's Could help you to resuscitate You busters must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard What's your problem, can't you bust a grape (Chkk-chk-chk) What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game It's really not even fair to them Cause they pale in comparison So much they might as well wear his skin Don't you wish you could just share his pen? Cause this sh**'s getting embarra**in' The fog is thick and the air is thin Cause he won't even let them try to breathe La-dididi-da-da-da-didi He makes it look so easy Girl, you just hit the lottery [Hook] Now this'll be the part of the song That they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, loose Try to restrain us You can't contain us We're still gonna make a stink No matter what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems We're looking for any excuse To just, cut, loose So this'll be the part of the song That they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, loose [Verse 2: Dr. Dre] This is when sh** hits the fan Like it just splattered on Stan This is the only moment that matters Your homie rolled in with Mathers Now chaos erupts Em's in back, Dre's in the front So do what we say at once This song's like a seance, it haunts (It makes them stay in a trance No choice, they have to dance) It's like the playoffs Just making sure that we stay in the hunt Take a day off of what? Man, you better lay off the blunts You must be smoking something You think I ain't smoking nothing Stay off my nuts Now hit the floor baby Time to wipe away all the rust Shake all them cobwebs loose Loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose Yeah, girl, shake 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 chronic use You know I can't stand to lose Me and my goons are like animals We come through like a pack of wolves And we came here to retract the roof Yeah man, ain't that the truth Girl, your man's back in the booth Definitely back up in this b**h And this is when all hell breaks loose [Hook] [Verse 3: Eminem] Now I know you're feeling discouraged But homie just mark my wor-rds I'm mur-dur-ing the flow Liquid courage I'm fin' to blow As soon as we hit the door Power surges head to toe I'm sure to push it as far as words Are meant to go We're in the indigo Winnebago With tinted windows Ferocious as we proceed To beat up the block wit your ho With speakers knocking It's 3 o'clock Me and Doc Then proceed to drop E And hop out the vehicle And knock on your do' [Verse 4: Dr. Dre] Yeah, so let us in 'Fore we huff and puff and we blow We ain't bluffing for nothing We'll knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet Move 'til you injure your feet Yeah, move it or lose it freak Move to the beat Lose yourself indubitably Pa** up on that little cute chick right there That'd be pretty damn stupid to me Born and raised in the C-P-T Yeah, Los Angeles, rules of the streets Them haters hating on me But I refuse to lose any sleep Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat "Dre fell off"? That's news to me [Hook]

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