Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
You're here with mah man Green
And you how the fuck it go down
You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on right now ya bitch 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, Talkin'
Keep on off, flip them jaws because
We ain't
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm 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
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
a street talker
Heatsparker to
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down chimney
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
Smother clan!
Sever your hand and your
And mail your brother your heart, and send your your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
Type of brother that'll fuck mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change your language with a
I'm contained with an anguish to leave you
I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If there's a standing 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 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
on poppin off, flip them jaws because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on that shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's a trade: My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut)
And I ain't shit 'cause it rhyme
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 your out of your chest
And your chest out of your
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
my 12, I cut him he fell
A on bail, nutty 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 take this from front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your to pee on you often
Leavin' your office, we takin'
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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