Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

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

x2]

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

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I love pussy 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
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
While you're at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow down to man
I was poppin' guns while you was still some rubber bands
Smother clan!
Sever your and your legs
And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of brother that'll fuck your
With a fishnet (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language with a
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man
If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get like pop cans
be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your mama bud, and it
So when she fire it up she coughin'
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in this
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first I had sex, a dirty 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 ain't shit 'cause it rhyme
I got cancer...I'm dyin

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
Blow your heart out of chest
And your chest out of vest
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With search light, bud he
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together with bells and guy
Get your hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front to your CEO office
Got the key to your to pee on you often
your office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

Crackheads!
And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons!
This brains over brawn
This is bullies over pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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