Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck

I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe
The hell-raiser, hell with the flavor
Terrorize the jam troops in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like your neighborhood
So uhh, tock keep ticking
While I get you flipping off the I'm kicking
The Lone Ranger, code danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip the apart
The vandal, too hot to
You battle, you're saying like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Deck's on the set
The rebel, I more noise than heavy metal

The way I the crowd go wild
Sit back, relax smile
Rae got it going on pal, call me the rap
Rhymes rugged and like Schwarzenegger
And I'mma get mad deep like a threat, blow up project
Then take all your
Cause I came to shake the frame in
With the thoughts bomb shit like math
So if you wanna try to flip, go on the next man
I grab the clip, and
Hit you 16 shots and more, I got
Going to war with the pot, hot

the Method Man, for short "Mr. Meth"
Moving on your
And set it off, get it off, let it off a Gat
I wanna break, fool, cock me
Small change, they shame in the game
I take aim and blow nigga out the frame
And Fame, my style will live forever
crossing over, but they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
Enough respect due to the
I ohh, yo check out the flow
Like the Hudson, or PCP I'm dustin'
Niggas off, because I'm hot sauce
The from the lyrical blunt makes me eughck

Ooh, what, my nut, get screwed
Oww, comes my Shaolin style
B-A-ba-B-Y-U
To my crew the "soo!"

C'mon baby c'mon baby baby c'mon baby baby c'mon

Yo, you best ya neck!

First things first, man, you're fucking with the
I'll be sticking pins in your head a fucking nurse
I'll attack any who slack in his mack
fully packed with a fat rugged stack
Shame on you you stepped through to
The Ol' Dirty straight from the Brooklyn Zu
And I'll be if I let any man
Come to my center, you enter the
Straight up and down, shit packed: jam
You slam, don't let me get fool on him, man
The Ol' Dirty is dirty and stinking
Ason Unique with the night of the creeps
be rolling with a stash
Ain't saying cash, bite my I'll bite your motherfucking ass!

For out loud, my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that rhyme took me
Ejecting styles from my weapon
My pen that rocks from here to
Here's again, catch it like a psycho flashback
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't back
I come shit that's all types of shapes and sounds
And I lounge is my stomping grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and snatch up all around the border
And get far a shooting star
Cause who I are is livin' the of Pablo Escobar
Point-blank as I kick the biz
There it is, you're with pros and there it goes

Yo chill with the feedback, black, we don't that
It's 10 o'clock, ho, the fuck's your seed at?
Feeling mad hostile, ran the
Flowing like Christ I speaks the gospel
Stroll with the holy roll then attack the with the buck us style
The ruckus, 10 times 10 men mad sin
Turn the other cheek and I'll break your fucking
Slaying boom-bangs like drums
Coming around the mountain I come
Crazy for the rap enjoyment
My clan increase black unemployment
Yeah, one down, G-g-genius
Take us the fuck here

The Wu is too for these Cold Killin' labels
Some ain't had hits since I seen Mabel
Be artists in like Cain did Abel
Now they money's getting to the gum under the table
That's what you get you misuse what I invent
Your falls and you lose every cent
For trying to up a scrub
Now that thought was just as bright as a light bulb
Should've pumped it I rocked it
Niggas so stingy they got short arms and deep
This on in some companies
With majors, they're scared to to pump these
First of all, your A&R?
A mountain climber who plays an guitar?
But he don't the meaning of "dope"
When looking for a "suit-and-tie rap"
That's than a bar of soap
And I'm the thing in sight
Matter of fact, bring out the and let's have a mud fight

You best ya neck!
You protect ya neck!
You protect ya neck!
You protect ya neck!