Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

Now I'ma let all you know
Whether you from Brooklyn, you from Manhattan
You Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, where you be motherfucker
Where you reside, motherfucker, how you live? How you

Sort the stack outs, this the blackout
to your mouth, blaow

Dunn can you hear me? Raw is how I'm this
It's G type slang that makes this real sickening
Ignite my styles, I got my pon the trigger
Starts from the and hits the bigger nigga

Yo, straight actin' live about hellfires
A mental killer, or thriller, assassin' of terror
The hot bloody mixture of carbonate water
Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order the mission

Travel like the of wind
the valley of sin
I step to ville and many man
Serving in my vicinity

is, Brooklyn, Zoo

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

Yo, grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion
Nervous, why the Zoo brought me in
Now 'em forth, like the tortures at the courts
Before the begin, first break me in

His brain, and sure he can't maintain the calmness
Ya harmless, watch how I this
like, mail, pre hands that be the move
Now your Posse is your fuckin'

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

shit up on the hurry-up
Known for burying through more styles than a muck
you chump, brain is out for lunch
Given the power punch, soon to be like Donald Trump

Never fall to no bitch
my dick, but still got more hoes than a pimp
And score more points than Shawn
powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks

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

Got props than the President
My hardcore represent, blowin' niggaz back who never had
I'm gifted, so you can get wrapped
The shit I'm kickin', send it to your moms for

And tell her Shit Stain sent it
Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green
'Cuz niggaz rap styles just down is
You shoulda stayed home instead of picking up a

But if you wanna run on up, like you
I call your
And blow you down with my stuff
I like twenty-four carat

Roll and with the party scene
wanna know me as Mr.Clean
Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the and
Test my skill niggaz, trippin'

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

As I, on stage, flip rip a show
and rip a hoe, way like Bo
Jackson I'm still taxin' maxin'
Relaxin' sittin back sellin good and

Again and again I rock the jam
see 'em up in the air, throw up your hand
Introducin', one-man in town
It's wild, with the style couldn't nigga

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

Come on through, I black and blue your whole
I get Rudy with the Hong Kong Foo
Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer, maker, Brooklyn, challenger
I lay down like towel, then I get higher

Here comes the ill, type
Style be untouched I'm leavin' broken grammars on the pen
Who who What brings it? Tighter than your anus
Chambers this is for the deepest trainers

Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the
Deadly kills, at the last of the Sam's Mill
60 Second, nucleus, on your set
Hit you the blast yo close the door