Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talkin

Yeah, Detroit,
DJ Green Lantern, D-12, we goin' nowhere
We smokin' crack, nigga
Let 'em

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

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

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

And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat
and all get hit, peers and all
The take 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
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in bushes cockin' a semi

Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still some rubber bands
Smother your clan, sever your hand and your
And mail your your heart and send your mother your head

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

it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I your language with a stainless
I'm contained wit an anguish to you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your face with

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We can take this from your door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin, so bitch, talkin
your office, we takin' over
Or get Chyna White 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
them jaws because we ain't stoppin'
We ain't got to shit to y'all
So all y'all can lick the balls and walkin'

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