Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Miyagi

All I ever did was folk in the community
A place where ain't no lawyers, or no 'munity
about animosity and how to keep it gutter
Explain to in why you boys don't know my struggle
It's that real deal shit a real motherfucker
My stomping ground make me a ill
say you might not like my music 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi with shit dope, you learned from it
It's that murder man music, it's that nigga
30 chains on his neck, look at him, nigga stupid
He on parole but look around 'em, he got 22
I trained 20 niggas, to bust 20 umph
I 'em how to sell, how to stack they mail
When slip and fell, I got 'em outta jail
If that ain't real, what you call that? Came home got it all
My line nigga, call back

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I took niggas with no hustle, 'em out a G
Ran with niggas Busta and Tommy Smee
I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, they was sliding me
why a nigga couldn't sit and testify on me
Fucking we did get up and lie on me
And that ain't how I raised shit, Mr.
Fuck any nigga got my back, I God got me
They said I wasn't coming home, watcher
They say all my niggas looking like got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think they couldn't
Something rouge, was schooled by a mental patient
'Cause all they had was brains on the dinner table
If ever ever ghetto, they look up to me
Every baby just a letter, they fuck with me
If you's a animal, use a lama, I'm fucking me
Wax on, wax off,

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