Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop

You know, just some real nigga shit, a real nigga story
You know what I'm

Slang a of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like John
bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of
Serving to the dope
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy

Got a Panamera round a young nigga
Got a young pulling up in a vet
a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex
Had to the grind up, ran up my check
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of
You can hit a nigga line, order what you
I can whoop a Maserati, up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, nigga splurge
Pop a Ace of bottle, sip a lot of syrup
Keep a nigga workin' gotta bus' a K
take a phone call, hustle everyday

Slang a of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
bricks like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Jean

Whipping up a cake, to go and snatch a spider
Young nigga play with keys, like a writer
Al Capone, John was a nigga idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the
In a 4 door beamer, driving a rifle
Nigga where you at, we go pull up on ya
Young Bitch looking Janet in the 80's
We was up from a tube and a baby
Got the girl wet like a Jheri curl
Got a cup and its full of syrup
Send it over from Lil Mexico & Let me
I can get 36 for a clean

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like John
bricks like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the dope
Blowing money, clean
Michael Jackson, Billy

Pop a lot of pain
'Bout to put on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up Emmett Till
Yeah,
Two cell phones at the same time
That's ho, callin' from two different phones
that bitch "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my is a trolly
Boy, I'll you like Halle
And these say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see wrong with a little bump and grind
Man I just a package
other niggas taxin'
And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them
And he already and that nigga must be snitchin'
Cut him off karate!

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
Drink a of codeine
to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay
Jackson, Billy Jean