Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop (Remix)

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

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

Got a round a young nigga neck
Got a young pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of and I have a lot of sex
Had to the grind up, ran up my check
Bitch get money, nigga get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga 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 splurge
Pop a Ace of Spade bottle, sip a lot of
Keep a young nigga workin' gotta a K
I'ma take a phone call, hustle

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

up a cake, just to go and snatch a spider
Young nigga with keys, like a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a idol
I was snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, with a rifle
Nigga where you at, we go pull up on ya
Young Bitch looking Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a tube and a
Got the dripping wet like a Jheri curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its full of
it over from Lil Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a shirt

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

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

Slang a bunch of
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
Chopping like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy