Luyện nghe bài hát Proteck Ya Neck II the Zoo

See let a come through with that bullshit
Anytime you pop that shit
I'ma tell you you can suck a dick, you can suck a
I know, it'll come to Say what?

Now I'ma let all you motherfuckers
(See them knows this is something you can't fuck, always)
you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan
You from Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, you be motherfucker?

you reside motherfucker?
How you live? How you
the stack outs, this one's the blackout
Three-fifty-seven to mouth

Dunn can you me? Raw is how I'ma inflicting this
It's that G type slang that makes this sickening
Ignite my I got my hand upon the trigger
Starts the smallest and hits the bigger nigga

Yo, straight live about them hell fires
A mental killer, or thriller, assassin of terror
The hot bloody mixture of carbonate water
manslaughter, death is the order start the mission

Travel like the speed of wind, through the of sin
I step to ville and many man
Serving in my vicinity
is, Brooklyn, Zu

I get down I get down I crack your crown
Lay around and watch some real niggaz ground
I can't shop 'cuz bro blowin' up the spot
Hit rocks and know

Yo, niggaz grab the mic like the of a scorpion
Nervous, that's why the zoo me in
Now bring 'em forth, like the tortures at the
Before the begin, first break me in his brain

And make sure he maintain the calmness
Ya harmless, watch how I this
Stage like mail, pre hands that be the
Now your Posse is your Platoon

cells, just flows through the air
I'm like a ninja, I send ya down stairs
Then I get furious, imperious, the
With the cleverest rhyme to deduct your fuckin' mind

Fuck, shit up on the up
Known for ducks through more styles than a muck
Warning you chump, is out for lunch
Given the power punch, soon to be paid Donald Trump

Never victim to no bitch
Jerked my dick, but still got more hoes than a
And score more than Shawn Kemp
Keepin' powerfully like the center on the Knicks

Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
Ol' Dirty Bastard live and
Shame on a who tried to run game on a

Got more than the President
My hardcore represent, blowin' back who never had this
'Cause I'm gifted, so you can get
The shit I'm kickin', send it to your moms for
And tell her, Shorty Stain sent it

Soon to have more than the Jolly Green Giant
'Cuz rap styles just down is aspired
You shoulda stayed home instead of up a microphone

But if you run on up, like you tough
I call your bluff, and blow you down with my
Stuff, I like twenty-four carat

Roll and stroll the party scene
Nigga wanna know me as Mr.
Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, the script and
Test my skill niggaz, trippin'

Drugged up sniffin', you're the one who's riffin'
I'm not Opie, that old shit for Andy Griffith
Start to flip, slip, 'cuz you're
While you sleep I be the God on

Scottie Pip pen as I, jump on stage, flip rip a show
Strip and rip a hoe, way Bo
Jackson I'm still taxin', maxin'
Relaxin', sittin' back good tracks

And and again when I rock the jam
Wanna see 'em up in the air? up your hand
Introducin', band in town
It's wild, with the couldn't stand nigga

the jump, stepped, to the center
Of the inventor, MC's come at the
You get dap slapped, the MC map
ass that's your ass, on a whore shot

Come on I black and blue your whole crew
Then I get with the Hong Kong Foo
Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer, money maker, Brooklyn,
That I lay down like towel, then I get

comes the ill, type ruffer
Style be untouched I'm leavin' down grammars on the pen
Who who what? brings it? Tighter than your anus
Chambers name is for the deepest trainers

Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the
Deadly venom kills, at the last of the Sam's
60 Second, nucleus, on your set
Hit you the blast
(Yo, the door)