Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo

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

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

Sort the stack outs, this the blackout
Three-fifty-seven to mouth, blaow

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

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

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

is, Brooklyn, Zoo

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

Yo, niggaz grab the mic the bites of a scorpion
Nervous, that's why the Zoo me in
Now bring 'em forth, like the tortures at the
Before the case begin, break me in

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

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

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

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

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

Got more props than the
My hardcore represent, blowin' 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
to have more 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, you tough
I call bluff
And blow you down my hardcore stuff
I shine like twenty-four

Roll and with the party 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', you're the one who's
I'm not Opie, that old shit for Andy Griffith
to flip, slip, 'cuz you're slippin'
While you sleep I be the God on with Scottie Pippen

As I, on stage, flip rip a show
Strip and rip a hoe, way Bo
Jackson while I'm still 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 band in
It's wild, with the couldn't stand nigga

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

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

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
this name 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, attack on set
Hit you the blast yo close the door