Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop (Remix)

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

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

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

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

up a cake, just to go and snatch a spider
Young nigga play keys, like a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the
In a 4 beamer, driving with a rifle
Nigga where you at, we go pull up on ya
Young Bitch looking like Janet in the
We was grinding up from a tube and a
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

Slang a of narcotics
up in the new 'rarri
Living John Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope
Blowing money, clean
Jackson, Billy Jean

Pop a lot of pain
'Bout to put rims on my wheels
Beat that pussy up Emmett Till
Yeah,
Two cell phones at the same time
That's ho, callin' from two different phones
Tell bitch "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I 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 like
And these say I'm blind,
Cause I see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind
Man I received a package
other niggas taxin'
And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to contractions
And my cousin to jail for them chickens
And he already home and that nigga be snitchin'
Cut him off karate!

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