Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
You're here with mah man Lantern
And you know how the it go down
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 goin' nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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' shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist 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 play me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
Heatsparker to
Packing guns I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
a firebomb down your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some bands
your clan!
Sever your hand and your
And mail your brother your heart, and your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
of brother that'll fuck your mother
With a fishnet (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change language with a stainless
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face
Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
I can, You get squashed like pop cans
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to 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 got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that shit you
we ain't stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I gonna mention you, you'll probably sue
week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' 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 shit it rhyme
I got colon cancer...I'm

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
Blow your heart out of your
And your chest out of your
Leave your body a mess, streets as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, as well
With search light, bud he
Dead or in
They're for hell...
Together with bells and guy
Get your hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to your CEO
Got the key to coffin to pee on you often
your office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

Crackheads!
And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons!
This brains over brawn
This is bullies over pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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