Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop (Remix)

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

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

Got a round a young nigga neck
Got a young bitch 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 get money, nigga get that
a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, what you want
I can a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young splurge
Pop a Ace of bottle, sip a lot of syrup
Keep a young nigga workin' bus' a K
I'ma take a call, hustle everyday

Slang a of narcotics
up in the new 'rarri
Living John Gotti
Chopping bricks like
Drink a bunch of
to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay
Jackson, Billy 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 beamer, driving with a rifle
where you at, nigga we go pull up on ya
Young Bitch like Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a and a baby
Got the dripping wet like a Jheri curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its of syrup
Send it over Lil Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a clean

Slang a of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
Chopping bricks like
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy

Pop a lot of pills
'Bout to put on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up like Emmett
Yeah,
Two cell phones ringin' at the time
your ho, callin' from two different phones
Tell that "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 dick is a
Boy, bury you like Halle
And these say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little and grind
Man I just a package
Them other niggas
And my pockets so fat, I'm to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them
And he already home and that nigga be snitchin'
Cut him off karate!

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