Luyện nghe bài hát Karate King

Yeah, call him the Karate King
Chopping down like trees
cows to their knees
Making their bleed

Now call him the Karate King
Top of the in his robe
Nothing can grow
When he's

chop, chop
Going chop,
chop, chop
Down in the

call him the Karate King
Like a on a wing
posing at the window
At the in his vest

His white and muscled flexing at all the girls
Smashing his way through the window
Ripping his mother's pearls
They're dying on the table

Chop,
Chop,
Chop,
Chop,

So if you see the Karate
Help him, him
Maybe tie, tie his shoe laces
Come on, come on, comment on his hair

him he would have been an excellent
Kamikaze in the Second World War
'Cause that's what he wants to
That's he wants to hear in the gymnasium

Chop,
Chop,
Chop,