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 know how the it go down
You wanna Okay, it's 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 goin' nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton,
I sold my therapist crack
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 play with me
I'll blow your all over your 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
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a
Knife the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands
your 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 brother that'll fuck your
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your face with
don't say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a bystander standing by, I'm at him! (Flat out)
I can, You get squashed like pop cans
I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your mama bud, and it
So when she it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be in a rage your 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 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 shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The time I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my bent over backwards (Ugh!)
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for your
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (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 the best
God in the
Blow heart out of your chest
And your chest out of vest
Leave body a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, as well
With search light, bud he
Dead or in
They're for hell...
Together with bells and guy
Get your lungs
Leave you of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to your CEO
Got the key to your to pee on you often
Leavin' office, we takin' over
Or get China White, with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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