Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Talking

[50
Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent
You're here with mah man Lantern
And you know how the it go down
You hate? Okay, it's okay, You can hate 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 goin' nowhere...
We smokin' crack, nigga...
(laugh) Let 'em know...

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

(Come on!)

(Yo) The back
I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed
I sold my therapist crack
You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm the facts
I love 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)
an' all get hit, peers and all
The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!)
Kuniva's a street
Heatsparker to
guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin')
Throw a firebomb your chimney
While eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi
Knife the hands, never bow down to another man
I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' rubber bands
your clan!
Sever your hand and legs
And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother head!

I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya
Type of brother that'll fuck your
With a rubber (scream)
A belligerent and rowdy
That'll dump your body, and fly away to Maui on Atella
When it comes to beefin', it no explainin'
I change your with a stainless
I'm contained with an to leave you famous
I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your with
Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man
If a bystander 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 sell your mama bud, and 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 legs will be replaced

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

(Bizzy, on!)

I ain't to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule
I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what 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 mattress
No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!)
been fuckin' raw all summer
Let's make a trade: My wife for your
Syke! I'm not
I'm an intellectual 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 your heart out of your
And your chest out of vest
Leave your body a mess, streets bloody as
Study my 12, I cut him he
A druggie on bail, nutty as
search light, bud he revealed
Dead or in
headed for hell...
Together with and blonde guy
Get your lungs
Leave you full of holes like (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 baking
Ya me...GET CRACK!

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

Bitch, Keep
on poppin off, flip them jaws because
We stoppin'
We got to prove 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 yall can lick the and
Walkin'!