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 fuck it go
You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby!
I'm on fire right now ya ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

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

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I sold my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, up, I'm bearing the facts
I love pussy all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll take back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a talker
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, 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 down to man
I was poppin' guns while you was poppin' some rubber bands
your clan!
Sever hand and your legs
And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly to Maui on Atella
When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained with an anguish to leave you
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 bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed 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 fire it up she blood
I love to see 'em lay
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on poppin off, them jaws because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all yall can the balls and
Walkin'!
Keep on poppin' shit you poppin'
we ain't stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can lick the 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 you, you'll probably sue
Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a My wife for your 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 Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow your heart out of your
And your chest out of your
Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A druggie on bail, nutty as
With search light, bud he
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your hard
Leave you full of 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 baking
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

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