Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talkin

Yeah, Detroit,
DJ Green Lantern, D-12, we ain't goin'
We still crack, nigga
Let 'em

Bitch, talkin', keep on poppin' off
them jaws because we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all y'all can lick the and keep walkin'

on poppin' that shit you poppin'
'Cause we ain't 'cause you ain't stoppin' us
We ain't got to prove to y'all
So all y'all can the balls and keep walkin'

on, yo, the derelict's back, I'm blazin' niggaz
While they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed, I even sold my therapist
You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearin' the facts
I love pussy with all my heart but I a gat

And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll blow your all over your baby seat
Kids and all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all

Kuniva's a street talker, sparker to beef starter
Packin' when I'm sleepwalkin', bitch, keep talkin
Throw a firebomb down your
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi

Knife with the hands, never bow down to man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some bands
Smother your clan, sever hand and your legs
And mail your brother heart and send your mother your head

I'm the only one, you that touch ya, type of brother
That'll fuck mother, wit a fishnet rubber
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body and fly away to Maui on Atella

When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I your language with a stainless
I'm wit an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with

Niggaz don't say shit, fuck hype, man
If there's a standin' by, I'm firin' at cha
I can, you get squashed like pop cans
I'll be shooting 7Up in mouth, man

I'm about to sell your mama bud and it
So when she it up she coughin' blood, I love to see 'em wasted
I'm made to in this case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be

Bitch, keep talkin', on poppin' off
Flip them jaws we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to y'all
So all can lick the balls and keep walkin'

on poppin' that shit you poppin'
'Cause we ain't stoppin' 'cause you stoppin' us
We ain't got to prove to y'all
So all y'all can lick the and keep walkin'

Bizzy, come on, I here to talk about Benzino or Ja Rule
I'm to talk about Lil' Ray Ray and what I'ma do
Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue
Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue
(Exclusive)

The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my bent over backwards
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade, my wife for your

Psych, I'm not
I'm an intellectual transsexual with one
(One nut)
And I sayin' shit 'cause it rhyme
I got cancer, I'm dyin'

Yayiyay, in peace, Jam Master Jay
2-Pac and B.I.G., c'mon

I'm widely the best, God in the
Blow heart out of your chest
And your chest out of vest
Leave body a mess, streets bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell

A druggie on bail, nutty as
With search light, bud, he revealed, dead or in
They're headed for
Together bells and blonde guy, get your lungs hard
Leave you full of holes Spongebob

We can take from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin, so bitch, talkin
Leavin' your office, we over
Or get White mixed with baking soda
Ya hear me, get

Fuckin'
And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons
This ain't brains over
This is bullies over fuckin' pussies, on

Bitch, keep talkin', on poppin' off
Flip them jaws because we stoppin'
We got to prove shit to y'all
So all can lick the balls and keep walkin'

Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
'Cause we ain't 'cause you ain't stoppin' us
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all y'all can lick the balls and walkin'