Luyện nghe bài hát Proteck Ya Neck II the Zoo

See let a nigga come through with bullshit
Anytime you pop that nigga
I'ma tell you you can a dick, you can suck a pussy
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 a fuck, where you be motherfucker?

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

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

Yo, straight actin' live about hell fires
A known mental killer, or thriller, of terror
The hot bloody fatal mixture of carbonate
Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order the mission

like the speed of wind, through the valley of sin
I step to ville and murdered man
Serving justice in my
is, Brooklyn, Zu

I get down I get down I your fuckin crown
Lay and watch some real niggaz break ground
I shop 'cuz every 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 'em forth, like the tortures at the courts
the case begin, first break me in his brain

And make sure he can't maintain the
Ya harmless, how I bomb this
Stage like mail, pre that be the move
Now your Posse is your Platoon

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

Fuck, up on the hurry up
Known for burying ducks through styles than a muck
Warning you chump, brain is out for
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 points than Shawn Kemp
Keepin' strong like the center on the Knicks

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

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

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

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

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

Drugged up from sniffin', you're the one riffin'
I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Griffith
Start to flip, slip, 'cuz slippin'
you sleep I be the God on point

With Scottie Pip pen as I, on stage, flip rip a show
Strip and rip a hoe, way Bo
while 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', one-man band in
It's wild, with the style stand nigga

When the jump, stepped, to the
Of the rhyme inventor, MC's at the
You get dap slapped, the MC map
Your ass that's ass, on a whore shot

Come on through I black and blue your whole
Then I get Rudy 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' broken grammars on the pen
Who who what? What brings it? Tighter your anus
Chambers this name is for the trainers

it stainless, steel, on time it is the windmill
Deadly venom kills, at the of the Sam's Mill
60 Second, nucleus, attack on set
Hit you with the
(Yo, the door)