Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talkin

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

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

Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
we ain't stoppin' 'cause you ain't stoppin' 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 niggaz
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 all over your baby seat
and all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all

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

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

I'm the only one, you bitch 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 change your with a stainless
I'm contained wit an 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 a bystander 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 mama bud and lace it
So when she 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 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' 'cause you stoppin' us
We ain't got to prove to y'all
So all y'all can lick the balls and keep

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

The time I had sex, a dirty 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 it rhyme
I got cancer, I'm dyin'

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

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

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

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

crackheads
And this is just mixtape shit, you fuckin'
ain't brains over brawn
This is bullies fuckin' pussies, come on

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

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