Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo is 50 cent
here with mah man Green Lantern
And you how the fuck it go down
You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby!
I'm on right now ya bitch 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, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws
We ain't
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on that shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I pussy with 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 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 talker
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
you're eating 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 poppin' rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your and your legs
And mail your your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
of brother that'll fuck your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change language with a stainless
I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your 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 pop cans
be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your mama bud, and it
So when she fire it up she blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that 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 here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a dirty
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My for your 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 Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow your heart out of chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, as well
With light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
They're for hell...
with bells and blonde guy
Get your lungs
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
your office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Keep
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 stoppin' cause
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!