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Wu-Tang Clan

Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off)

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  wu-tang  new york
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Текст песни Wu-Tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off)

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[INS]Ladies and gentlemen, we`d like to welcome to youAll the way from the slums of ShaolinSpecial uninvited guestsCame in through the back doorLadies and gentlemen, it`s them!Dance with the mantis, note the slim chancesChant this, anthem swing like Pete SamprasTakin it straight to Big Man On CampusBrandish your weapon or get dropped to the canvasScandalous, made the metro panicCause static, with or without the automaticAnd while I`m at it, yo, you got cash, pass itIt`s drastic, gotta send half to Dirty Bastard[Raekwon]Ayo, ayoWaves is spinnin, blades is spinninSlay em in the eighth inningStay truck, god stay playin linenKill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel thatMink jeans on, seen where the real at2000 zitos, movin wit a ill egoFor real, for real, ill lines, ill peopleYo, bring it back, 9 more civiliansPollyin deals, monopoly and billsY`all niggas lyinCaught 300, lab look royal wit a mean stomachGo broke, all seen, done itWords from the heavy setIf I don`t eat, then we already metFly ass bro, liver than coke[Meth]Now what Clan you know wit lines this ill?Bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to killNiggas can`t gel or I`m just too high to tellPut on my gasoline boots and walk through hellWit 9 generals, 9 ninjas in your video9 milli blow, semi auto wit no serialMan metaphysical, I speak for criminalsWho don`t pay they bills on time and fuck wit digitalNever seen, smoke a bag of evergreenMy sword got a jones, more heads for the severingJohnny in the dungeon, takin all bets, throw ya ones inScared money don`t make money, throw ya guns in[Masta Killa]That`s word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto RicoBlowin hydro on a beach wit TamikoMy gun bullet hollow for you to swallowBlowin the nozzle, hear it whistleOne in the head, this is code red, man for deadX amount of lead spray from the barrelHeat clear the street like Connor O`CarrollFully equipped, rifles, banana clip shitTo make my niggas from East New York flip[Bobby Digital]Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching capRazor blades in my gums (BOBBY!)You may catch me in yellow Havana Joe`s goose jumperAnd my phaser off stun (BOBBY!)Y`all might just catch me in the park playin chess, studyin mathSignin 7 and a sun (BOBBY!)But you won`t catch me without the ratchet, in the jointSmoked out, dead broke or off point (BOBBY!)[Ghostface]Wallo`s comfortable, chocolate frostingYour socks hangin out, yours is talkinRock so steadily, son, I`m still crazySport my old Force MD furs in the 80`sNat Turners wit burners, Jackie Joyner-KerseeTaught y`all niggas how to rap, reimburse meRothsdale`s, ruby red sales, Bloomingdale`s, blocksOx tails chopped up in Caribbean spotsI`m nice, maxed out, creepin wit the ax outMurder these bikini bitches, switchin with they backs out[U-God]Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clipsBitch, I`ll put my dick on ya lipsAlabama split, hammer slay quickThat David Banner gamma ray shitShells in the mouth, jailhouse snitchMy powder voice, Snow White stiffVerbal killas, gorilla gripGod body shit, puff Marley spliffs[Cappadonna]You might see me in a 6, that`s not my styleYou might see me wit a bitch, that`s not my childI be in the benzo, keep a low profileDead serious, take flicks and don`t smileTryna get money, y`all cats is wildI pose for the clothes, make a song like wildI`m a chip off the board game, got sword gameLive life to the fullest, still want more fameDarts on layaway, beats on standbyOutfits pressed up, ready for airtime[GZA]Run on the track like Jesse OwensBroke the record flowin, without any knowinThat my wordplay run the 400 meter relayIt`s on once I grab the baton from the DJA athlete wit his iron cleat in the groundWildest nigga who sprint off the gun soundThe best time yet still 7.0Swift flow made the cameramen clothes blow

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