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 right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...

x2]

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

Bitch, Keep
Keep on off, flip them jaws because
We ain't
We got to prove shit to yall
So all yall can 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'!

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton,
I even my therapist crack
You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts
I love pussy with all my heart, but I a gat (gun clicks)
And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me
I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll take back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin')
Throw a down your chimney
you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife the hands, never bow down to another man
I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands
Smother clan!
your hand and your legs
And your brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya
Type of that'll fuck your mother
With a rubber (scream)
A and rowdy motherfucka
That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on
When it comes to beefin', it ain't no
I change language with a stainless
I'm contained an anguish to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face
don't say shit, fuck your hype man
If a bystander standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out)
Cause I can, You get squashed pop cans
be shooting 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm to sell your mama bud, and lace it
So when she fire it up she coughin'
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in this
You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't here to talk Benzino, or Ja Rule
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 shit'll be out on DJ (exclusive!)
The first time I had sex, a dirty
No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!)
Bizarre fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for your
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual transexual with one (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 probably the
God in the
Blow heart out of your chest
And your chest out of your
Leave body a mess, streets bloody as hell
my 12, I cut him he fell
A on bail, nutty as well
With light, bud he revealed
or in jail
They're for hell...
Together bells and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you full of holes like (Gunshots)
We can take this from your 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 is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons!
This ain't brains over
This is bullies over pussies!
(Laugh) on!

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