Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

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

x2]

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

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm niggas while they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I sold my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the
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 your tattoos all over your baby (glass shattering)
Kids an' all get hit, and all
The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
to beefstarter
Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb down chimney
While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your cockin' a semi
with the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some rubber
your clan!
Sever your hand and legs
And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother that'll your mother
a fishnet rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change language with a stainless
I'm contained with an anguish to you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint face with
Niggas don't say shit, 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 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha)
I'm about to sell mama bud, and lace it
So she fire it up she coughin' blood
I to see 'em lay shit
I'm made to behave in case
You try to be brave in a rage your legs be replaced

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on off, flip them jaws because
We stoppin'
We ain't got to prove to yall
So all can lick the balls 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'!

(Bizzy, on!)

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

(Yay Yay!)
Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho')
(Come on)I'm probably the
God in the
Blow your heart out of chest
And your chest out of vest
Leave body 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
headed for hell...
Together with bells and guy
Get your hard
you full of holes like Spongebob (Gunshots)
We can take this from your door to your CEO office
Got the key to your coffin to pee on you
Leavin' your office, we takin'
Or get White, mixed with baking soda
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Talkin'
Keep on 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 stoppin' cause
You ain't us!
We got to prove shit to yall
So all can lick the balls and
Walkin'!