Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent
here with mah man Green Lantern
And you know how the it go down
You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby!
I'm on fire right now ya ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Green (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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 can lick 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 is bitches, straight 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 don't with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin')
a firebomb down your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands
Smother clan!
Sever your and your legs
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
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on
it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained with an anguish to you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans
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 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 your legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

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

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

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