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

Ladies and gentlemen, like to welcome to you
All the way from the of Shaolin
Special guests
Came in through the back
Ladies and gentlemen, them!

with the mantis, note the slim chances
Chant this, anthem like Pete Sampras
Takin it straight to Big Man On
Brandish your or get dropped to the canvas
Scandalous, made the metro
static, with or without the automatic
And while I'm at it, yo, you got cash, it
It's drastic, gotta send to Dirty Bastard

Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, is spinnin
Slay em in the eighth
Stay truck, god stay linen
rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel that
Mink on, seen where the real at
2000 zitos, wit a ill ego
For real, for real, ill lines, ill
Yo, it back, 9 more civilians
Pollyin deals, and bills
Y'all niggas
Caught 300, lab look royal wit a mean
Go broke, all seen, it
Words from the set
If I eat, then we already met
Fly ass bro, liver coke

Now what you know wit lines this ill?
Bust shots at Big Ben we got time to kill
Niggas can't gel or I'm too high to tell
Put on my gasoline boots and walk through
Wit 9 generals, 9 ninjas in video
9 milli blow, semi auto wit no
Man metaphysical, I speak for
Who pay they bills on time and fuck wit digital
seen, smoke a bag of evergreen
My got a jones, more heads for the severing
Johnny in the dungeon, takin all bets, throw ya in
money don't make money, throw ya guns in

[Masta
That's word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto
Blowin hydro on a beach wit
My gun bullet for you to swallow
Blowin the nozzle, it whistle
One in the head, this is code red, man for
X of lead spray from the barrel
clear the street like Connor O'Carroll
Fully equipped, rifles, banana shit
To make my from East New York flip

[Bobby
Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Skipperys, matching cap
Razor in my gums (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow Havana Joe's goose
And my phaser off (BOBBY!)
Y'all might just catch me in the playin chess, studyin math
7 and a sun (BOBBY!)
But you catch me without the ratchet, in the joint
Smoked out, dead or off point (BOBBY!)

Wallo's comfortable, frosting
Your socks hangin out, is talkin
so steadily, son, I'm still crazy
Sport my old MD furs in the 80's
Nat wit burners, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
y'all niggas how to rap, reimburse me
Rothsdale's, red sales, Bloomingdale's, blocks
Ox chopped up in Caribbean spots
I'm nice, maxed out, wit the ax out
Murder these bitches, switchin with they backs out

Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop
Bitch, put my dick on ya lips
split, hammer slay quick
That Banner gamma ray shit
Shells in the mouth, snitch
My powder voice, White stiff
Verbal killas, grip
God shit, puff Marley spliffs

You might see me in a 6, not my style
You might see me wit a bitch, not my child
I be in the benzo, keep a low
Dead serious, take flicks and smile
Tryna get money, y'all cats is
I pose for the clothes, a song like wild
I'm a chip off the game, got sword game
Live life to the fullest, want more fame
on layaway, beats on standby
Outfits up, ready for airtime

Run on the like Jesse Owens
Broke the record flowin, any knowin
That my run the 400 meter relay
It's on once I grab the from the DJ
A athlete wit his iron in the ground
Wildest nigga who off the gun sound
The best time yet 7.0
Swift flow made the clothes blow