Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop (Remix)

You know, this just real nigga shit, a real nigga story
You know I'm saying?

Slang a bunch of
up in the new 'rarri
Living like John
Chopping bricks karate
Drink a of codeine
to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay
Michael Jackson, Jean

Got a round a young nigga neck
Got a bitch pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of kush and I a lot of sex
Had to beat the up, ran up my check
Bitch nigga get money, get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order you want
I can whoop a Maserati, up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young nigga
Pop a Ace of bottle, sip a lot of syrup
a young nigga workin' gotta bus' a K
I'ma take a call, hustle everyday

Slang a of narcotics
up in the new 'rarri
Living like Gotti
bricks like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the fiends
Blowing money, stay
Jackson, Billy Jean

Whipping up a cake, just to go and a spider
Young play with keys, like a type writer
Al Capone, Gotti was a nigga idol
I was snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, with a rifle
Nigga you at, nigga 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 dripping wet like a curl
Got a cup and its full of syrup
Send it over from Lil & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a clean

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the fiends
Blowing money, clean
Jackson, Billy Jean

Pop a lot of pills
to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up like Emmett
Yeah,
Two cell ringin' at the same time
That's your ho, from two different phones
Tell bitch "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my is a trolly
Boy, I'll bury you Halle
And hoes say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong a little bump and grind
Man I just received a
Them niggas taxin'
And my so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for chickens
And he already home and that nigga must be
Cut him off karate!

Slang a bunch of
up in the new 'rarri
Living like Gotti
bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of
Serving to the dope
Blowing money, clean
Michael Jackson, Billy