Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On

"Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop
Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop
Check it out and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop
Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you stop"

I knew from jump that my shit was hit
'Cause I spoke to Dione Warick and she put me on psychic shit
She be careful 'cause these girls be throwin' block
I said," D don't even I sweat no girl for they stank box"
I like honey, hit me a 5-1-6, what's a 5-1-6?

Long Island, you bitch
When it comes to this my style flows free Willy
Watch me grab the cream like Beverly Hill Billy
I know you're with the shit you just bought
It's the greatest return Jordan hit the court

my style changes frequently
See I shit talkin' mics since the days of delinquency
Now I'm still the low down gold teeth and Gortex
And on with the ruff sex

Stud Doogie heats it up a flannel
'Cause he's smooth as panel
Hits the one and two a freebee channel
I have no time for bullshitters, I get bad jitters

As I be all the chicken head critters
I got funk then En Vogue got junk in they trunk
My flow hits ya like a piece of skunk
So Alley get the scomma the dodge spot
Put it in the L and get high like an

"Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't
it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop
Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop
it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop"

Now see call me Mr.Mingo
Got a girl but I'm single
Honies scream my name like they won bingo
(Puba)
I take 'em out for a or a show
But you how the rest go, hey man, no doe

You know the you go out a few nights
They sweat pockets tight
they rock they're rockers right
Go away little girl you nothing

But take a bufferin' to ease your pain and sufferin'
'Cause I'm so aware of too many
I know what I know if ya know what I
clean because I'm a fiend for a beat and a theme

Comin' strong like and it ain't a dream
Now is it me or is this hittin' Tyson?
Like a of beans and rice I be a needy winds on ice
And Puba, Stud Doogie on the nights

I bag the we hit a nut
And then we back up in her
See I get and dirty like an arceologist
I get deep into your like a psychologist

I hit brothers in the head the real
Bag honies like a cause Grand Puba is the bomb
So come on baby there's no need to play
Or I be around your nostrils when I 'cum
So it out now

"Check it out and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop
it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop
Check it out ch'all and you stop, keep on and you don't stop
Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop"