Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

is, Brooklyn, Zoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And tell her Shorty Shit Stain it
Soon to more green than the Jolly Green Giant
'Cuz niggaz rap styles down is aspired
You shoulda stayed home 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 like carat

Roll and stroll the party scene
wanna 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, that old shit for Andy Griffith
Start to flip, slip, 'cuz you're
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'
Relaxin' sittin sellin good tracks and

Again and when I rock the jam
Wanna see 'em up in the air, up your hand
Introducin', band in town
wild, with the style couldn't stand nigga

When the jump, stepped, to the
Of the rhyme inventor, MC's 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
Then I get Rudy with the Kong Foo
Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer, maker, Brooklyn, challenger
That I lay down like towel, then I get

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

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