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

I smoke on the mic smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising with the flavor
the jam like troops in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like your neighborhood
So uhh, tock keep ticking
I get you flipping off the shit I'm kicking
The Ranger, code red: danger!
Deep in the dark the art to rip the charts apart
The vandal, too hot to
You battle, you're saying Goodbye like Tevin
Roughneck, Inspectah 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 going on pal, me the rap assassinator
Rhymes and built like Schwarzenegger
And get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your
Cause I to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts bomb shit like math
So if you wanna try to flip, go on the next man
I grab the clip, and
Hit you 16 shots and more, I got
to war with the melting 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 putting shame in the
I take aim and blow that nigga out the
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 ohh, yo check out the flow
Like the Hudson, or PCP when I'm
Niggas off, I'm hot like sauce
The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me

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

Yo, you protect ya neck!

First things first, man, you're with the worst
I'll be pins in your head like a fucking nurse
I'll attack any nigga who slack in his
Come fully 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
to my center, you enter the winter
Straight up and down, that packed: jam
You can't slam, 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
saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfucking ass!

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

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

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin'
Some had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be artists in like Cain did Abel
Now money's getting stuck to the gum under the table
That's you get when you misuse what I invent
Your empire falls and you lose cent
For to blow up a scrub
Now that was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
Should've pumped it I rocked it
Niggas so stingy they got short arms and deep
This goes on in companies
With majors, they're scared to to pump these
First of all, your A&R?
A climber who plays an electric guitar?
But he know the meaning of "dope"
When looking for a "suit-and-tie rap"
That's cleaner than a bar of
And I'm the dirtiest thing in
Matter of fact, bring out the and let's have a mud fight

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