Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

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

x2]

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

Bitch, Talkin'
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'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I love pussy all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
Heatsparker to
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber
your clan!
Sever your hand and your
And mail your brother heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm with an anguish to leave you famous
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 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 love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
on poppin off, flip them jaws because
We ain't
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove 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 about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably 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!)
Bizarre been fuckin' raw all
Let's make a My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I ain't saying shit 'cause it
I got colon cancer...I'm

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
Blow your out of your chest
And your out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With light, bud he revealed
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your to pee on you often
your 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 over brawn
This is bullies fuckin' pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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