Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

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

Sort the stack outs, this one's the
Three-fifty-seven to your mouth,

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

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

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

is, Brooklyn, Zoo

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

Yo, grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion
Nervous, that's why the Zoo 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 bomb
Stage like, mail, pre hands be the move
Now your Posse is your Platoon

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

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

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

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

Got more props the President
My hardcore represent, blowin' back who never had this
'Cuz I'm gifted, so you can get
The shit I'm kickin', it to your moms for Christmas

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

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

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

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

As I, jump on stage, rip a show
and rip a hoe, way like Bo
Jackson while I'm still maxin'
sittin back sellin good tracks and

Again and when I rock the jam
Wanna see 'em up in the air, throw up your
Introducin', one-man band in
It's wild, with the style couldn't stand

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

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

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

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