Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talkin

[Intro-
Yea
mother fucker
DJ Green (the evil genious)
D12
We goin no where
We still smokin nigga

Let um

[Chorus -
keep talkin
Keep on popin off with jaws because, we aint stoppin
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin
Keep on poppin shit you poppin
Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin
ON

[Verse 1 -
Yo the is back
Im blazin niggas while they up in the Sheraton
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitch up im bearin the facts
I pussy wit all my heart but i married the gats
And nigga im top pedigree so dont wit me
Ill blow your tattoos all your baby seat
and all be hit
Peers and all masuberg will your back, liver ribs and all
Kuniva the street talker, heat sparker the starter
Packin guns when im sleep
(Bitch talkin)
Throwin fire down your chimney
While you at wendys
Im in your bushes cockin the
wit the hands
Never bow to another man
I was poppin guns while you was poppin some rubber bands
Smother clan
Sever your and your legs
Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya

[Verse 2 -
Im the only one bitch let touch her
Type of brother that will your mother
With a fishnet
A belligerent and rowdy fucker
That'll dump your body and fly away to maui on the ??
it comes to beefin
It no explainin
Ill your language wit a stainless
Im contained wit a anguish to your famous
Im a pit yall lift an AK to pinch ya face wit
Niggas dont say shit your hype man if its a bystander standin by im firein at ya, cause i can
You get squashed pop cans
I be 7up in your mouth man
Im to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So she fire it up she coughin blood
I love to see um
Im to behave in this case
You try to be brave in rage and your legs will be replaced

- Eminem]
Bitch keep
on popin off with them jaws because
We aint
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin
Keep on poppin shit you poppin
Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the and keep walkin
ON

[Verse 3 -
I aint her to about Benzino or Ja Rule
Im here to talk about lil Ray Ray and do
Sike i aint gonna it
He sue
week this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (Exclusive)
The first time i had sex.. a mattress
No condom.. my grandmother.. over backwards
Bizarre fuckin raw all summer
Lets a trade, my wife for your brother
Sike, im not
Im an intelectual, transexual, one (one nut)
And i aint shit cause it rhyme
I got cancer, im diein

[Verse 4 -

Rest in Jam Master Jay

And BIG
Im the best
Guy in the
Blow ya out ya chest
And ya chest out ya
Leave ya a mess streets bloody as hell
Study my i cut and me fail
A druggy on nutty as well
such like buddy revel
Dead or in
Still for hell
The ghetto rebels the guy
Now get ya lungs heart you full of like sponge bob
We can set this from your door to your CEO office
Got the key to your
To pee on you
Great me wit offers we taken
Or get China mixed wit bakin soda
Ya me

[Outro -
Fuckin heads
And is just mix tape shit you fuckin morons
aint brains over braun
This is bullys over fuckin
come on bitch

[Chorus -

Bitch keep
Keep on popin off with them because
We stoppin
We aint got to prove shit to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep
Keep on poppin that shit you
Cause we aint 'cause you aint stoppin us
We aint got to prove to yall so all yall can lick the balls and keep walkin