Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
You're with mah man Green Lantern
And you how the fuck 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 goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist crack
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 don't play me
I'll blow tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
Heatsparker to
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow down to man
I was poppin' guns while you was still some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever hand and your legs
And your brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained with an anguish to leave you
I'm a deranged pit, I an AK to paint your face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' 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 about to your mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I gonna 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 bent over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre 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 'cause it
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 heart out of your chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, nutty as
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
your office, we takin' 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 over
This is over fuckin' pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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