Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
here with mah man Green Lantern
And you how the fuck it go down
You hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Green (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, them jaws because
We ain't
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that shit you
Cause we ain't cause
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play me
I'll blow your tattoos all over baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
to beefstarter
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in bushes cockin' a semi
with the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands
Smother clan!
your hand and your legs
And mail your brother heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother that'll fuck mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
I can, You get squashed like pop cans
I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it
So when she it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in this
You try to be brave in a your legs will be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We ain't
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on that shit you poppin'
we ain't stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk about Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't mention you, you'll probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my grandmother over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I saying shit 'cause it rhyme
I got colon cancer...I'm

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow heart out of your chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, as well
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
Leave you full of like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can this from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to coffin to pee on you often
Leavin' your office, we over
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

Crackheads!
And this is just mixtape shit, you morons!
ain't brains over brawn
This is over fuckin' pussies!
(Laugh) on!

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws
We ain't
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that shit you
Cause we ain't cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!