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

Ladies and gentlemen, like to welcome to you
All the way from the slums of
uninvited guests
Came in the back door
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 weapon or get dropped to the canvas
Scandalous, the metro panic
Cause static, with or without the
And while I'm at it, yo, you got cash, it
drastic, gotta send half to Dirty Bastard

Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, blades is
Slay em in the eighth
Stay truck, god stay linen
Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel
Mink jeans on, seen where the at
zitos, movin wit a ill ego
For real, for real, ill lines, ill
Yo, it back, 9 more civilians
deals, monopoly and bills
Y'all niggas
Caught 300, lab look royal wit a stomach
Go broke, all seen, it
from the heavy set
If I don't eat, we already met
Fly ass bro, liver coke

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

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

[Bobby
Yo, you may me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap
Razor in my gums (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow Havana Joe's jumper
And my phaser off (BOBBY!)
Y'all might catch me in the park 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 out, yours is talkin
so steadily, son, I'm still crazy
Sport my old Force MD furs in the
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, out, creepin wit the ax out
Murder these bikini bitches, switchin with they out

Niggas pop shit, I pop clips
Bitch, I'll put my dick on ya
Alabama split, hammer quick
That David Banner ray shit
in the mouth, jailhouse snitch
My voice, Snow White stiff
killas, gorilla grip
God body shit, puff 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 and don't smile
Tryna get money, y'all is wild
I pose for the clothes, make a song like
I'm a chip off the board game, got game
Live life to the fullest, still 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 wordplay run the 400 meter
on once I grab the baton from the DJ
A athlete wit his cleat in the ground
Wildest who sprint off the gun sound
The best time yet 7.0
flow made the cameramen clothes blow