Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
You're here with mah man Lantern
And you how the fuck it go down
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 Green Lantern (The Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We smokin' 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 stoppin' us!
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I love pussy with all my heart, but I a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll your tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow 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 send your mother 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 your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change your language a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with
Niggas say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a bystander standing by, I'm at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
I'll be 7 up in your 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 your will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule
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, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre been raw all summer
Let's make a My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut)
And I ain't saying shit 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
Blow your out of your chest
And your chest out of vest
your body a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
Leave you of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
Leavin' office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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 got to prove shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!