Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're here 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 bitch ass nigga, ya me...

x2]

Yeah...
Detroit, Motherfucka...
DJ Green Lantern (The Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton,
I even my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
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 your baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a
with the hands, never bow down to another man
I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your hand and 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 your
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change your with a stainless
I'm with an anguish 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)
Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans
I'll be 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 coughin'
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in this
You try to be brave in a rage your will be replaced

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because
We stoppin'
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on that shit you poppin'
Cause we stoppin' cause
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can 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 ain't mention you, you'll probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre been fuckin' raw all
Let's make a trade: My wife for brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut)
And I ain't saying shit it rhyme
I got colon cancer...I'm

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow your heart out of your
And your out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, streets as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
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 hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to your CEO
Got the key to your to pee on you often
your office, we takin' over
Or get White, mixed with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to yall
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 shit to
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!