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 it go down
You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Green Lantern (The Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We smokin' 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 stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm the facts
I love 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 baby seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
a street talker
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
While you're 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 rubber
Smother clan!
your hand and your legs
And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

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

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja
I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't mention you, you'll 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 backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been fuckin' raw all
make a trade: My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual with one testicle (One nut)
And I saying shit 'cause it rhyme
I got cancer...I'm dyin

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
your heart out of your chest
And your chest out of your
Leave body a mess, streets bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A on bail, nutty as well
With search light, bud he
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get your hard
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 China White, mixed with baking
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 poppin off, flip jaws because
We ain't
We got to prove shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
Cause we stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!