Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're here mah man Green 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 Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton,
I even my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, up, I'm bearing the facts
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 blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
a street talker
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
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' rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your and your legs
And mail your brother your heart, and your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
Type of brother that'll your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
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 paint your face
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get like pop cans
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be brave in a rage your will be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
You stoppin' us!
We got to prove 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 talk about 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 dirty
No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been fuckin' raw all
Let's make a trade: My wife for 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
Blow your heart out of your
And your out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
my 12, I cut him he fell
A on bail, nutty as well
With light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this your front door to your 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
Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on that shit you poppin'
we ain't stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!