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

Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to to you
All the way from the slums of
uninvited guests
Came in through the back
and gentlemen, it's them!

Dance with the mantis, the slim chances
Chant this, anthem swing Pete Sampras
it straight to Big Man On Campus
Brandish your weapon or get to the canvas
Scandalous, made the panic
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 inning
Stay truck, god stay playin
Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, that
Mink on, seen where the real at
zitos, movin 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
from the heavy set
If I eat, then we already met
Fly ass bro, liver coke

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

[Masta
word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto Rico
Blowin 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 spray from the barrel
Heat clear the street like Connor
Fully equipped, rifles, banana clip
To make my from East New York flip

Digital]
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 jumper
And my phaser off (BOBBY!)
Y'all just 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, broke or off point (BOBBY!)

Wallo's comfortable, chocolate
Your socks out, yours is talkin
so steadily, son, I'm still 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, 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 pop shit, I pop clips
Bitch, put my dick on ya lips
Alabama split, slay quick
David Banner gamma ray shit
Shells in the mouth, jailhouse
My voice, Snow White stiff
killas, gorilla grip
God shit, puff 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 flicks and smile
Tryna get money, y'all cats is
I pose for the clothes, make a like wild
I'm a chip off the board game, got sword
Live life to the fullest, still want more
Darts on layaway, beats on
Outfits pressed up, ready for

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