Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Doin' It

[Intro - Male - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*)
(Keep it baby)
is a world premiere
Uh oh, yeah, talk to 'em
the beat back!, c'mon

[Chorus - Male + (Female voice)
(Keep it baby)
Yeah, we see you
(Keep it baby)
One-Eye, we see you too
(Keep it baby)
Busta, and ... Mystikal

[Verse 1 -
I'm in their trunk that got the rag on in the wheel
Motherfucker come up with the money in the
headliner, paint shinin with the grill
Your on the curb lookin motherfucker, how you
See your boy plottin, talkin you got steel
That's get you popped, probably get your ass killed
I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, chill
I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't
I came from Louisiana, get peeled
This ain't no propaganda, my knocker real
Ain't promotin no violence, just violence, nigga chill
And if I said not to move, then you motherfuckers be
Chopper ain't in the driver's side, a make your man yield
Get your motherfuckin ass out the car, yeah you know the
And from now on by conscious to who the fuck that you
Niggaz get ya, that's how they pay they bills down here

[Chorus - + (Female voice) - w/ ad libs from Dirtbag
Keep it
(Keep it baby)
doin it
(Keep it baby)
Keep it
(Keep it baby)
(Keep it baby)

(Dirtbag!)

2 - Dirtbag]
Hey me and your misses Crissy up in the clubs and
Oh my god! between a sud, huh
I'ma gangsta, for you slugs
Shoulders your homie
When people "what's up"
That's when I up, finish what I've done
Jump in the car, flip the God and roll a (yee!)
You see, your boy's from Miami
like Sammy Sosa, bitch we're takin over
Bags underneath my eyes, I ain't sleep in
I'm in the bushes with a K, your semi's gonna
Eat and grapes, as your body decay
holes and yay, you had us in ninth grade
Hey what can I say, alligator
Pele and Moet on the of day
We from dead broke, to makin big millas
Wife chinchillas, life can't get no realer, nigga

[Chorus - Busta + (Female voice)
(Keep it baby)
Mystikal, Violator,
(Keep it baby)
Dirtbag, Violator,
(Keep it baby)
Busta-Bus,
must know how to make 'em
Here we go, yeah, bap

[Verse 3 - Rhymes]
This shit ain't over motherfucker, just a second
God of this rap, only right that I end the record
"Violator" nigga, with my knife cut you up
Violate "Violator" nigga, we you up
Don't you ever think or even try to on a tread
Flipmode, Violator, known for just bustin your
Huh, watch the way we drop it, we and able
In words, your whole rap roster whack, give me your label
Whenever, whatever, whoever be thinkin better
Test "Violator" man to merge five labels
Flow sick, so quick and it gives me the
Got a lotta shit, flow switched like a change of the
Throw on my high vein my rhyme clean
The cop seen now you a big ride to
Well let me hal-swing, sing along, do your now
Feel my sting, crown Busta-bus now

- Busta Rhymes] + (Female voice)
(Keep it baby)
I'ma keep doin it
(Keep it baby)
We gon' doin it baby
(Keep it baby)
Check it, I'ma keep doin it
(Keep it baby)

[Outro - voice]
3!
DJ the door down and the big dog pitbull
Squad, shitonniggaz.com
go! (uh oh)
Lighty, I see you man
Busta Rhymes, Mystikal, (c'mon)
It's a & Dre epidemic
Who wanna test,
Who test, Violator 3