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 Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius)
D12, We goin' 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 shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that shit you
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 Derelict's
I'm niggas 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 baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
a street talker
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow down to man
I was poppin' while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
Smother clan!
your hand and your legs
And mail your brother your heart, and your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother fuck your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language with a
I'm contained 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 hype man
If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, them jaws because
We ain't
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
You ain't 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 about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The time I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre been fuckin' raw all
make a trade: My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual with one testicle (One nut)
And I ain't saying 'cause 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 chest
And your out of your vest
your body a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, as well
With light, bud he revealed
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can this from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
Leavin' office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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