Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent
You're here with mah man Green
And you know how the it go down
You hate? 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 Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts
I pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
to beefstarter
Packing guns I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
a firebomb down your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes a semi
with the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber
Smother clan!
Sever your hand and your
And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
With a fishnet (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I your language with a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas say shit, fuck your hype man
If a bystander standing 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 about to sell mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she coughin'
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, them jaws because
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'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
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 here to talk about Benzino, or Ja
I'm here to about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my grandmother over backwards (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 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
your heart out of your chest
And chest out of your vest
your body 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 lungs
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
Leavin' your office, we over
Or get China White, with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on off, flip them jaws because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove 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 shit to
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!