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 know how the fuck it go
You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on fire now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I love 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 all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
While eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some bands
your clan!
Sever hand 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 your mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your with
don't say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So she fire 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 rage legs will be replaced

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' shit you poppin'
Cause we stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Bizzy, on!)

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

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow your heart out of your
And chest out of your vest
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, nutty as
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
They're for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get your hard
Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to CEO office
Got the key to your 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!
This ain't brains brawn
This is bullies fuckin' pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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