Luyện nghe bài hát Proteck Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

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

Where you motherfucker?
How you How you see?
Sort the stack outs, this the blackout
Three-fifty-seven to your

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

Yo, straight actin' live about them fires
A mental killer, or thriller, assassin of terror
The hot fatal mixture of carbonate water
Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order start the

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

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

Yo, niggaz grab the mic like the bites of a
Nervous, why the zoo brought me in
Now bring 'em forth, like the tortures at the
the case begin, first break me in his brain

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

Stale cells, just flows the air
I'm like a ninja, once I send ya down
I get furious, imperious, the lyricist
With the cleverest rhyme erupt to deduct your fuckin'

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

fall victim to no bitch
Jerked my dick, but still got hoes than a pimp
And more points than Shawn Kemp
Keepin' strong like the center on the Knicks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And again and again when I the jam
Wanna see 'em up in the air? Throw up your
Introducin', band in town
It's wild, with the style stand nigga

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

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

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

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