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 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 Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on off, flip them jaws because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can 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'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm the facts
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 all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
Heatsparker to
Packing guns when I'm (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
a firebomb down your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your and your legs
And your brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly to Maui on Atella
it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language a stainless
I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If there's a bystander standing by, I'm at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get like pop cans
be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your bud, and lace 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 ain't
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You stoppin' 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 about Benzino, or Ja
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, probably sue
Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The time I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my bent over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for your
Syke! I'm not
I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut)
And I ain't saying '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
Blow your out of your chest
And your chest out of vest
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
They're for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your lungs
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can this from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to coffin to pee on you often
Leavin' your office, we takin'
Or get China White, with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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