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

Ladies and gentlemen, we'd to welcome to you
All the way from the of Shaolin
uninvited guests
Came in the back door
Ladies and gentlemen, them!

Dance with the mantis, note the chances
Chant this, anthem swing like Pete
Takin it to Big Man On Campus
Brandish your or get dropped to the canvas
Scandalous, made the panic
Cause static, with or without the
And I'm at it, yo, you got cash, pass it
It's drastic, gotta send half to Bastard

Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, is spinnin
Slay em in the inning
truck, god stay playin linen
Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel
Mink jeans on, 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
niggas lyin
Caught 300, lab look royal wit a mean
Go broke, all seen, it
Words the heavy set
If I don't eat, then we met
Fly ass bro, liver than

Now what Clan you know wit lines ill?
Bust shots at Big Ben like we got to kill
can't gel or I'm just too high to tell
Put on my gasoline and walk through hell
Wit 9 generals, 9 in your video
9 milli blow, auto wit no serial
Man metaphysical, I speak for
Who pay they bills on time and fuck wit digital
Never seen, smoke a bag of
My sword got a jones, heads for the severing
in the dungeon, takin all bets, throw ya ones in
Scared money don't make money, ya guns in

[Masta
That's word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto
Blowin hydro on a wit Tamiko
My gun bullet hollow for you to
the nozzle, hear it whistle
One in the head, this is red, man for dead
X amount of spray from the barrel
Heat clear the street like O'Carroll
Fully equipped, rifles, banana clip
To make my niggas from East New flip

Digital]
Yo, you may me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap
Razor blades in my (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow Havana Joe's goose
And my off stun (BOBBY!)
might just catch me in the park playin chess, studyin math
7 and a sun (BOBBY!)
But you won't catch me the ratchet, in the joint
out, dead broke or off point (BOBBY!)

Wallo's comfortable, frosting
Your socks hangin out, is talkin
Rock so steadily, son, I'm crazy
Sport my old Force MD in the 80's
Nat Turners wit burners, Jackie
y'all niggas how to rap, reimburse me
Rothsdale's, ruby red sales, Bloomingdale's,
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, I'll put my dick on ya
Alabama split, hammer slay
That David Banner gamma ray
Shells in the mouth, snitch
My powder voice, White stiff
Verbal killas, gorilla
God shit, puff Marley spliffs

You see me in a 6, that's 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 don't
get money, y'all cats is wild
I pose for the clothes, a song like wild
I'm a chip off the board game, got sword
life to the fullest, still want more fame
Darts on layaway, on standby
Outfits pressed up, for airtime

Run on the like Jesse Owens
Broke the record flowin, without any
That my run the 400 meter relay
on once I grab the baton from the DJ
A athlete wit his iron in the ground
Wildest nigga who off the gun sound
The best yet still 7.0
Swift flow made the clothes blow