Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're here mah man Green Lantern
And you know how the it go down
You wanna 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 Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

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

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
Type of brother that'll your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
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 contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If a bystander standing 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 to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be brave in a rage your will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

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

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in Jammaster 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, streets bloody as
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With light, bud he revealed
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your to pee on you often
Leavin' your office, we over
Or get China White, with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because
We ain't
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the 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'!