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 the back door
and gentlemen, it's them!

Dance with the mantis, the slim chances
Chant this, anthem swing Pete Sampras
Takin it to Big Man On Campus
Brandish your weapon or get dropped to the
Scandalous, the metro panic
Cause static, with or the automatic
And I'm at it, yo, you got cash, pass it
It's drastic, gotta send to Dirty Bastard

Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, blades is
Slay em in the inning
truck, god stay 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 more
Pollyin deals, monopoly and
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 this 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 boots and walk through hell
Wit 9 generals, 9 ninjas in video
9 milli blow, semi wit no serial
Man metaphysical, I for criminals
Who don't pay they on time and fuck wit digital
Never seen, a bag of evergreen
My sword got a jones, more for the severing
Johnny in the dungeon, takin all bets, ya ones in
Scared money make money, throw ya guns in

Killa]
That's word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto
hydro on a beach wit Tamiko
My gun bullet hollow for you to
Blowin the nozzle, hear it
One in the head, this is red, man for dead
X amount of lead spray the barrel
Heat clear the street like Connor
equipped, rifles, banana clip shit
To make my niggas from East New York

[Bobby
Yo, you may catch me in a of Polo Skipperys, matching cap
Razor blades in my (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow Havana goose jumper
And my off stun (BOBBY!)
Y'all might just catch me in the park playin chess, math
7 and a sun (BOBBY!)
But you won't me without the ratchet, in the joint
Smoked out, dead broke or off (BOBBY!)

Wallo's comfortable, chocolate
Your socks hangin out, yours is
Rock so steadily, son, I'm crazy
Sport my old Force MD in the 80's
Nat Turners wit burners, Joyner-Kersee
Taught y'all niggas how to rap, 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 bikini bitches, switchin they backs out

Niggas pop shit, I pop clips
Bitch, put my dick on ya lips
Alabama split, hammer slay
That David Banner gamma ray
in the mouth, jailhouse snitch
My powder voice, White stiff
killas, gorilla grip
God body shit, Marley spliffs

You might see me in a 6, not my style
You see me wit a bitch, that's not my child
I be in the benzo, keep a low
Dead serious, take and don't smile
Tryna get money, cats is wild
I for the clothes, make a song like wild
I'm a chip off the board game, got game
Live life to the fullest, still more fame
Darts on layaway, beats on
Outfits pressed up, for airtime

Run on the track Jesse Owens
the record flowin, without any knowin
That my run the 400 meter relay
It's on once I grab the baton the DJ
A wit his iron cleat in the ground
Wildest who sprint off the gun sound
The time yet still 7.0
Swift flow made the cameramen clothes