Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent
You're here with mah man Green
And you know how the 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 Green Lantern (The Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
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 don't with 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
to beefstarter
Packing guns I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes a semi
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever hand and your legs
And mail brother your heart, and send 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 motherfucka
That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I your language with a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas don't say shit, your hype man
If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
I'll be shooting 7 up in 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 case
You try to be brave in a your legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to talk Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna 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 bent over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's a trade: 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 Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
Blow heart out of your chest
And your out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A on bail, nutty as well
With search light, bud he
or in jail
headed for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
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 White, mixed with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, 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 stoppin' cause
You stoppin' us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!