Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Doin' It

[Intro - voice - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*)
(Keep it baby)
This is a premiere
Uh oh, yeah, talk to 'em
Bring the 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 motherfuckin that got the rag on in the wheel
come up with the money in the deal
Suede headliner, paint shinin with the
You're on the lookin motherfucker, how you feel?
See boy plottin, talkin 'bout you got steel
gonna get you popped, probably get your ass killed
I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, can't
I your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't spill
I came from Louisiana, bananas get
This ain't no propaganda, my that's real
Ain't promotin no violence, encitin violence, nigga chill
And if I said not to move, you motherfuckers be still
Chopper in the driver's side, that 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 that you appeal
get ya, that's how they pay they motherfuckin bills down here

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

(Dirtbag!)

2 - Dirtbag]
Hey me and your misses sippin up in the clubs and
Oh my god! between the suds huh
I'ma gangsta, for you little
Shoulders your shrug
people askin "what's up"
That's when I up, finish what I've done
Jump in the car, flip the God and a blunt (yee!)
You see, your boy's from Miami
Ears Sammy Sosa, bitch we're takin over
Bags underneath my eyes, I ain't in days
I'm in the bushes with a K, your semi's gon'
Eat mangos and grapes, as your decay
Bunny and yay, you had us in ninth grade
Hey what can I say, suflet
Pele and Moet on the of day
We from dead broke, to makin big millas
beater chinchillas, life can't get no realer, nigga

[Chorus - Rhymes] + (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 - Busta
This shit ain't over motherfucker, just a second
God of this rap, only right that I end the record
"Violator" nigga, my knife I'll cut you up
Violate a "Violator" nigga, we you up
Don't you ever or even try to confront on a tread
Flipmode, Violator, known for just bustin head
Huh, watch the way we it, we ready and able
In others words, your whole rap whack, give me your label
Whenever, whatever, whoever be they better
Test "Violator" man to five labels together
Flow sick, so and it gives me the pleasure
Got a lotta shit, flow switched like a change of the
Throw on my high beam cause my ride
The cop seen now your all big ridin'
Well let me hal-swing, sing along, do your now
Feel my sting, crown Busta-bus now

[Chorus - Rhymes] + (Female voice)
(Keep it baby)
I'ma doin it baby
(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 countin the door 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 wanna test, 3