Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

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

x2]

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
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 back
I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist crack
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 with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
you're 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 clan!
Sever your hand and your
And mail your brother your heart, and send mother your head!

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

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma 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 bent over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I ain't saying 'cause it rhyme
I got cancer...I'm dyin

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

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

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