Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Miyagi

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

Mr. Miyagi with this real
Mr. Miyagi this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real

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

Mr. Miyagi with this real
Mr. Miyagi this real shit
Mr. Miyagi this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real