Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

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

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I sold my therapist crack
You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts
I love pussy all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over baby seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
a firebomb down your chimney
While you're at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still some rubber bands
Smother clan!
Sever your hand and legs
And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of brother that'll fuck your
With a fishnet (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language a stainless
I'm contained with an to leave 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 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 mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she coughin'
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to in this case
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to 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 shit'll be out on DJ (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a dirty
No condom, my grandmother 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 saying shit 'cause 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 your heart out of your
And your chest out of vest
Leave your body a mess, streets 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 like (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 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 ain't
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
Cause we stoppin' cause
You stoppin' us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!