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 how the fuck it go down
You hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...

x2]

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, them jaws because
We stoppin'
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 ain't 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 niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, 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 play me
blow your tattoos all over your 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
Heatsparker to
Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
While you're at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some 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 brother that'll fuck mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained with an anguish to leave you
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face
Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man
If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
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 it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm to behave in this case
You try to be brave in a your legs will be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because
We stoppin'
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 stoppin' us!
We got to prove shit to yall
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 what do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I saying shit 'cause it rhyme
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 heart out of your
And your chest out of vest
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With search light, bud he
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can this from 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 with baking
Ya me...GET CRACK!

Crackheads!
And this is just shit, you fuckin' morons!
This brains over brawn
This is over 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 poppin' that you poppin'
Cause we stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!