Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're here with mah man Green
And you how the fuck it go down
You wanna Okay, it's okay, You can hate me baby!
I'm on fire right now ya ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

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

Bitch, Keep
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 you poppin'
Cause we ain't stoppin'
You ain't us!
We got to prove shit 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 even sold my 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 blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
a street talker
Heatsparker to
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber
Smother clan!
Sever your and your legs
And mail your brother heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother that'll fuck mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change language with a stainless
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas say shit, fuck your hype man
If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
I can, You get squashed like 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 it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to in this case
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what do (laugh)
Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The time I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my bent over backwards (Ugh!)
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for brother
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual one testicle (One nut)
And I ain't saying shit it rhyme
I got cancer...I'm dyin

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm the best
God in the
your heart out of your chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your body a mess, streets as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A on bail, nutty as well
With light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
They're for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get lungs hard
Leave you of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your front door to CEO office
Got the key to your to pee on you often
your office, we takin' over
Or get China White, mixed with baking
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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