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

Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to to you
All the way from the of Shaolin
Special uninvited
in through the back door
Ladies and gentlemen, them!

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

Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, is spinnin
Slay em in the eighth
Stay truck, god playin linen
Kill rap, the uptowns, ho, feel that
Mink jeans on, where the real at
2000 zitos, wit a ill ego
For real, for real, ill lines, ill
Yo, bring it back, 9 civilians
Pollyin deals, and bills
Y'all niggas
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, than coke

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

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

[Bobby
Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, cap
blades 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 park playin chess, studyin
7 and a sun (BOBBY!)
But you won't me without the ratchet, in the joint
Smoked out, dead or off point (BOBBY!)

Wallo's comfortable, chocolate
Your hangin out, yours is talkin
so steadily, son, I'm still crazy
Sport my old MD furs in the 80's
Nat Turners wit burners, Jackie
Taught niggas how to rap, reimburse me
Rothsdale's, ruby red sales, Bloomingdale's,
Ox chopped up in Caribbean spots
I'm nice, out, creepin wit the ax out
Murder these bikini bitches, switchin they backs out

Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop
Bitch, I'll put my dick on ya
Alabama split, hammer slay
That Banner gamma ray shit
Shells in the mouth, snitch
My powder voice, Snow White
Verbal killas, gorilla
God body shit, Marley spliffs

You might see me in a 6, that's not my
You might see me wit a bitch, not my child
I be in the benzo, a low profile
Dead serious, take flicks and don't
Tryna get money, cats is wild
I pose for the clothes, a song like wild
I'm a chip off the game, got sword game
Live life to the fullest, still want fame
Darts on layaway, on standby
pressed up, ready for airtime

Run on the track like Owens
Broke the record flowin, any knowin
That my wordplay run the 400 relay
on once I grab the baton from the DJ
A wit his iron cleat in the ground
Wildest nigga who sprint off the gun
The best yet still 7.0
Swift flow the cameramen clothes blow