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

I on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising with the flavor
Terrorize the jam like troops in
Swinging through town like your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tick tock ticking
While I get you flipping off the shit I'm
The Lone Ranger, code danger!
Deep in the dark the art to rip the charts 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 noise heavy metal

The way I make the crowd go
Sit back, relax smile
Rae got it on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and built like
And I'mma get mad deep like a threat, blow up project
Then all your assets
Cause I to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts that bomb 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 Method Man, for "Mr. Meth"
Moving on your
And set it off, get it off, let it off a Gat
I wanna break, fool, me back
Small change, they shame in the game
I take aim and that nigga out the frame
And Fame, my style will live forever
Niggas crossing over, but they don't no better
But I do, true, can I get a "soo"
respect due to the one-six-ooh
I ohh, yo check out the flow
the Hudson, or PCP when I'm dustin'
Niggas off, because I'm hot like
The from the lyrical blunt makes me eughck

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

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

Yo, you protect ya neck!

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

For crying out loud, my is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that rhyme took me
Ejecting styles from my lethal
My pen that from here to Oregon
more again, catch it like a psycho flashback
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you bust back
I come with that's all types of shapes and sounds
And I lounge is my stomping grounds
I give a order to my across the water
To go and snatch up props all around the
And get far like a star
Cause who I are is livin' the life of Pablo
Point-blank as I kick the biz
There it is, you're fucking with pros and there it

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

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

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