Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talkin

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

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

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

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

And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me
I'll your tattoos all over your baby seat
and all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all

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

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

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

When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change your language a stainless
I'm contained wit an to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your with

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

I'm about to sell your bud and lace it
So she fire it up she coughin' blood, I love to see 'em wasted
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs be replaced

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

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

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

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

Psych, I'm not
I'm an transsexual with one testicle
(One nut)
And I ain't sayin' 'cause it rhyme
I got colon cancer, I'm

Yayiyay, rest in peace, Jam Jay
and Notorious B.I.G., c'mon

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

A druggie on bail, nutty as
With light, bud, he revealed, dead or in jail
headed for Hell
Together with and blonde guy, get your lungs hard
you full of holes like Spongebob

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

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

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