Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're with mah man Green Lantern
And you know how the 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, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, flip them because
We stoppin'
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 stoppin'
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to shit to yall
So all yall can lick the and
Walkin'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I even sold my therapist
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
I love pussy with all my heart, but I a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't play me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down your
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife with the hands, never bow to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands
Smother clan!
Sever hand and your legs
And mail your your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
of brother that'll fuck your mother
With a fishnet (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
it comes to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I an AK to paint your 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 like pop cans
I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to your mama bud, and lace it
So when she it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in this
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 shit to
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' that you poppin'
Cause we ain't cause
You stoppin' us!
We ain't got to prove shit to
So all yall can lick the 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 you, you'll probably sue
week, this shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first I had sex, a dirty mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre been 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 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 your heart out of chest
And chest out of your vest
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, as well
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
They're for hell...
with bells and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you 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' your office, we takin'
Or get China White, mixed with soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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