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Wu-Tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck

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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 Welcome & Thank You for visiting Old Memories Channel. ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 19:80s ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺ 🎶 Enjoy timeless memory songs 💖 Music to help you relax, reminisce, and embrace romantic moments 🌙 Perfect for peaceful evenings with your loved one ⋆⭒˚。⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊🎧🎸✨🌷͙֒ Lyrics: … So whassup, man? Coolin', man Chillin' chilin'? Yo, you know I had to call, you know why right? Why? Because, yo, I never ever call and ask you to play somethin', right? Yeah You know what I wanna hear, right? Whatchu wanna hear? I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint Wu-Tang again? Ah, yeah, again and again … Wu-Tang Clan comin' at ya Watch your step kid Watch your step kid (protect ya neck kid) … Watch your step kid (so set it off) Watch your step kid Watch your step kid … Watch your step kid (de Inspector Deck) I smoke on the mic like "Smokin' Joe" Frazier The hell raiser, raisin' hell with the flavor Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan Swingin' through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman So uhh, tick-tock and keep tickin' While I get ya flippin' off the shit I'm kickin' The Lone Ranger, code red, danger Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart … The vandal, too hot to handle Ya battle, you're sayin' "Goodbye" like Tevin Campbell Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set … The Rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back, relax, won't smile Rae got it goin on pal, call me the rap assassinator Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger And I'ma get mad deep like a threat Blow up your project, then take all your assets 'Cause I came to shake the frame in half With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math … So if you wanna try to flip, go flip on the next man 'Cause I grab the clip and hit you with 16 shots and more I got … Goin' to war with the meltin' pot, akh It's the Method Man, for short Mr. Meth Movin' on your left, aah And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat I wanna break full, cock me back Small change, they puttin' shame in the game I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame And like Fame, my style'll live forever Niggaz crossin' over, but they don't know no better But I do, true, can I get a "sue" 'Nough respect due to the one-six-ooh I mean ohh, yo check out the flow … Like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustin' Niggaz off because I'm hot like sauce … The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me, hu Ooh, what, grab my nut, get screwed … Oww, here comes my Shaolin style True B-A-ba-B-Y-U … To my crew with the "suuue" Watch your step kid (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Watch your step kid (C'mon, baby baby, c'mon, baby baby) Watch your step kid (C'mon, baby baby, c'mon) … Watch your step kid (Yo, you best protect ya neck) First things first man you're fuckin' with the worst I'll be stickin' pins in your head like a fuckin' nurse I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack Shame on you when you stepped through to The Ol' Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo And I'll be damned if I let any man Come to my center, you enter, the winter Straight up and down that shit packed jam You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man … The Ol' Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin' Ason Unique rollin' with the night of the creeps Niggaz be rollin' with a stash, ain't sayin' cash … Bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin' ass For cryin' out loud my style is wild so book me Not long is how long that this rhyme took me Ejectin' styles from my lethal weapon My pen that rocks from here to Oregon Here's more again, catch it like a psycho flashback I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back I come with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds And where I lounge is my stompin' grounds I give an order to my peeps across the water To go and snatch up props all around the border … And get far like a shootin' star 'Cause who I are is livin' the life of Pablo Escobar Point-blank as I kick the square biz … There it is, you're fuckin' with pros, and there it goes _____________ 🌅 Wallpaper: https://pixabay.com/ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 🌅 Kami Records ✨.Website: http://kamirecords.co/ ✨. Contact: [email protected]
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