Текст песни "Ol' Dirty Bastard - Proteck Ya Neck II the Zoo"
Ol Dirty Bastard See let a nigga come through with that bullshit Anytime you pop that shit nigga I'ma tell you you can suck a dick, you can suck a pussy I know, it'll come to what? Say what? Now I'ma let all you motherfuckers know See them knows that this is something you can't fuck Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan Always You from Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, where you be motherfucker! Where you reside... motherfucker! How you live? How you seeeeeeee... Sort the stack outs, this one's the blackout Three-fifty-seven to your mouth, blaaow!! Buddah Monk - Brooklyn Zoo Dunn can you hear me? Raw is how I'm inflicting this It's that G type slang that makes this real sickening Ignite my styles I got my hand pon the trigger Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger nigga Prodigal Son - Sunz of Man Yo, straight actin live about them hellfires a known mental killer, or thriller, assassin of terror The hot bloody fatal mixture of carbonate water Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order start the mission Travel like the speed of wind Through the valley of sin, I step to ville and murdered many man Serving justice in my vicinity Zoo Keeper - Brooklyn Zoo (This is, Brooklyn, Zoo!!)Za-za-za, za-za-za Zuh-za-zah, z-zz-zz-z-z-zz-zz-z-dah-duh-dnn-duh Murdoc - Brooklyn Zoo I get down I get down I crack your fuckin crown Lay around and watch some real niggaz break ground I can't shop cuz every bro blowin up the spot Hit rocks and niggaz know Killah Priest - Sunz of Man Yo! Niggaz grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion Nervous, that's why the Zoo brought me in Now bring em forth, like the tortures at the courts Before the case begin, first break me in his brain! And make sure he can't maintain the calmness Ya harmless, watch how I bomb thisstage like, mail, pre hands that be the move Now your Posse is your fuckin Platoon Stale cells, just flows through the air I'm like a ninja, once I send ya down stairs Then I get furious, imperious, the lyricist with the cleverest rhyme Erupt to deduct your fuckin mind 12 O'Clock Fuck shit up on the hurry-up Known for burying ducks through more styles than a muck Warning you chump, brain is out for lunch given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Trump Never fall victim to no bitchJerked my dick, but still got more hoes than a pimp And score more points than Shawn Kemp Keepin powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!!Ol Dirty Bastard live and uncut (Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a...) Shorty Shit Stain Got more props than the President My hardcore represent, blowin niggaz back who never had this Cause I'm gifted, so you can get wrapped The shit I'm kickin, send it to your MOMS for Christmas And tell her Shorty Shit Stain sent it Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant Cuz niggaz rap styles just down is aspired You shoulda stayed HOME instead of picking up a microphone But if you wanna run on up, like you TOUGH I call your bluff, and blow you down with my hardcore stuff, I shine like twenty-four carat Ol Dirty Bastard Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the script and Test my skill niggaz, you're trippin Drugged up from sniffin, you're the one who's riffin I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Andy Griffith Start to flip, slip, cuz you're slippin While you sleep I be the God on point, with Scottie Pippen as I, jump on stage, flip rip a showStrip and rip a hoe, wayyy like Bo Jackson while I'm still taxin maxin Relaxin sittin back sellin good tracks and Again and again when IОбновить текст