Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're with mah man Green Lantern
And you how the fuck it go down
You hate? 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 Green (The Evil Genius)
D12, We ain't nowhere...
We still crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

Bitch, Keep
Keep on poppin off, 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'
we ain't stoppin' cause
You stoppin' 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 crack
You niggas is bitches, up, I'm bearing the facts
I pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll blow tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
Heatsparker to
Packing guns I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
While you're at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' guns you was still poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your and your legs
And mail your brother your heart, and send mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother fuck your mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your language a stainless
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I an AK to paint your face with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck your man
If there's a bystander standing by, I'm at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed like pop
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws
We ain't
We ain't got to prove 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'!

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to talk Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what 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!)
been fuckin' 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 saying shit 'cause it rhyme
I got cancer...I'm dyin

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

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

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