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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The Derelict's
I'm blazing while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I sold my therapist crack
You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing 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 your tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever hand and your legs
And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, that ya
Type of brother that'll fuck your
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and fly away to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language with a
I'm contained with an anguish to leave you
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
don't say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your mama bud, and it
So when she it up she coughin' blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to 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 ain't
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' 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 here to talk about Benzino, or Ja
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and I'ma do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my bent over backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for brother
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 Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
Blow your heart out of chest
And your chest out of your
Leave your a mess, streets bloody 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 and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take from your front door to your CEO office
Got the key to coffin to pee on you often
Leavin' office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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