Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50
You're here with mah man Green
And you how the fuck it go down
You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate 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 goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm the facts
I love with 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 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 when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes a semi
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
Smother clan!
your hand and your legs
And mail your your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
With a fishnet (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella
it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language with a
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with
don't say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get like pop cans
I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to your mama bud, and lace it
So she fire it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We ain't
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
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 here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I gonna mention you, you'll probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The time I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!)
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's a trade: My wife for your brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I ain't saying shit 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 heart out of your chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your hard
Leave you full of like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front 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 just shit, you fuckin' morons!
This ain't brains brawn
This is bullies fuckin' pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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