Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

is, Brooklyn, Zoo

I get down, I get down, I crack your fuckin'
Lay around and watch some real niggaz break
I shop 'cuz every bro blowin up the spot
Hit rocks and niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Again and again 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

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 your whole crew
Then I get Rudy with the Hong Foo
Ol' Bastard, MC killer, Money maker, Brooklyn, challenger
That I lay down like towel, then I get

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

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