Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Miyagi

All I ever did was teach in the community
A place where no lawyers, or ain't no 'munity
about animosity and how to keep it gutter
Explain to in detail why you don't know my struggle
It's that real deal shit from a motherfucker
My stomping make me a ill motherfucker
Somebody say you might not my music 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi with shit dope, you learned from it
It's that man music, it's that nigga Boosie
30 chains on his neck, at him, that nigga stupid
He on parole but around 'em, he got 22 toolies
I trained 20 niggas, to them 20 umph
I 'em how to sell, how to stack 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 nigga, call back

Mr. Miyagi with this shit
Mr. Miyagi with real shit
Mr. Miyagi this real shit
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I took niggas with no hustle, 'em out a G
Ran with like Busta and Tommy Smee
I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, they was sliding me
Wonder why a couldn't sit and testify on me
everything 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
say all my niggas looking like they got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think they break?
Something rouge, they was by a mental patient
all they had was niggas brains on the dinner table
If they ever ever ghetto, look up to me
baby just a letter, they won't fuck with me
If a animal, use a lama, then I'm fucking me
Wax on, wax off,

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Mr. Miyagi this real shit