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 tell you, you can suck a dick, you can suck a
I know, come to what? Say what?

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

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

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

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

Travel the speed of wind
Through the 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 around and watch some real break ground
I can't shop every bro blowin up the spot
Hit rocks and niggaz

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
Before the case begin, break me in

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

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

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

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

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

Got more props than the
My hardcore represent, blowin' niggaz back who never had
'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
to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant
'Cuz niggaz rap just down is aspired
You shoulda stayed home instead of picking up a

But if you wanna run on up, you tough
I call bluff
And blow you down with my hardcore
I shine like carat

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

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

As I, jump on stage, flip rip a
Strip and rip a hoe, way Bo
Jackson I'm still taxin' maxin'
Relaxin' sittin back good tracks and

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

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

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

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

Keep it stainless, steel, on 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