Luyện nghe bài hát Protect Ya Neck (the Jump Off)

I smoke on the mic like Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell the flavor
Terrorize the jam like in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like your Spiderman
So uhh, tick tock keep
While I get you flipping off the shit I'm
The Lone Ranger, code danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip the apart
The vandal, too hot to
You battle, you're saying like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Deck's on the set
The rebel, I make more than heavy metal

The way I make the crowd go
Sit back, won't smile
Rae got it on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'mma get mad deep a threat, blow up your project
Then take all assets
Cause I came to shake the frame in
With the that bomb shit like math
So if you wanna try to flip, go on the next man
I grab the clip, and
Hit you with 16 and more, I got
Going to war with the pot, hot

It's the Man, for short "Mr. Meth"
Moving on left
And set it off, get it off, let it off a Gat
I wanna break, fool, cock me
Small change, they putting in the game
I take aim and blow nigga out the frame
And like Fame, my style live forever
crossing over, but they don't know no better
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
Enough respect due to the
I mean ohh, yo out the flow
Like the Hudson, or PCP I'm dustin'
Niggas off, because I'm hot sauce
The smoke the lyrical blunt makes me eughck

Ooh, what, grab my nut, get
Oww, here comes my style
B-A-ba-B-Y-U
To my crew the "soo!"

C'mon baby baby c'mon baby baby c'mon baby c'mon

Yo, you protect ya neck!

First things first, man, you're fucking with the
I'll be sticking in your head like a fucking nurse
I'll attack any who slack in his mack
fully packed with a fat rugged stack
Shame on you you stepped through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard straight from the Zu
And I'll be if I let any man
Come to my center, you the winter
up and down, that shit packed: jam
You slam, don't let me get fool on him, man
The Ol' Dirty is dirty and stinking
Ason Unique with the night of the creeps
Niggas be with a stash
Ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite motherfucking ass!

For crying out loud, my style is wild, so me
Not long is how long that this rhyme me
Ejecting from my lethal weapon
My pen that from here to Oregon
Here's more again, catch it a psycho flashback
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust
I come shit that's all types of shapes and sounds
And where I is my stomping grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and snatch up all around the border
And get far like a shooting
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Escobar
Point-blank as I kick the biz
There it is, fucking with pros and there it goes

Yo chill with the feedback, black, we don't need
It's 10 o'clock, ho, where the your seed at?
Feeling mad hostile, ran the
Flowing like Christ when I speaks the
Stroll with the holy then attack the globe with the buck us style
The ruckus, 10 10 men committing mad sin
Turn the other cheek and I'll break your fucking
Slaying boom-bangs like drums
Coming around the when I come
Crazy for the rap enjoyment
My clan like black unemployment
Yeah, one down, G-g-genius
us the fuck outta here

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin'
Some ain't had hits since I seen Mabel
Be doing artists in Cain did Abel
Now they money's getting stuck to the gum the table
That's what you get you misuse what I invent
Your falls and you lose every cent
For trying to up a scrub
Now thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
Should've pumped it when I it
Niggas so they got short arms and deep pockets
goes on in some companies
With majors, they're scared to death to these
First of all, who's A&R?
A mountain who plays an electric guitar?
But he know the meaning of "dope"
he's looking for a "suit-and-tie rap"
That's than a bar of soap
And I'm the dirtiest thing in
Matter of fact, bring out the girls and have a mud fight

You protect ya neck!
You protect ya neck!
You best ya neck!
You protect ya neck!