Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Miyagi

All I ever did was teach folk in the
A place where no lawyers, or ain't no 'munity
Talked about animosity and how to keep it
Explain to in detail why you boys don't know my
It's that real shit from a real motherfucker
My stomping ground me a ill motherfucker
Somebody say you might not like my 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. with this shit dope, you learned from it
that murder man music, it's that nigga Boosie
30 chains on his neck, look at him, that stupid
He on parole but look 'em, he got 22 toolies
I trained 20 niggas, to bust them 20
I thought 'em how to sell, how to they mail
When they slip and fell, I got 'em outta
If that ain't real, what you call that? Came got it all back
My busy nigga, call back

Mr. Miyagi this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this shit
Mr. Miyagi with this shit
Mr. with this real shit

I took with no hustle, made 'em out a G
Ran with niggas Busta and Tommy Smee
I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, was sliding with me
why a nigga couldn't sit and testify on me
Fucking we did get up and lie on me
And ain't how I raised shit, Mr. Miyagi
Fuck any got my back, I know God got me
They said I wasn't coming home, watcher
They say all my looking like they got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think they break?
rouge, they was schooled by a mental patient
'Cause all they had was brains on the dinner table
If they ever ghetto, they look up to me
Every baby a letter, they won't fuck with me
If a animal, use a lama, then I'm fucking me
Wax on, wax off,

Mr. Miyagi with real shit
Mr. with this real shit
Mr. with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi this real shit