Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Miyagi

All I ever did was teach in the community
A place where ain't no lawyers, or no 'munity
Talked about animosity and how to it gutter
Explain to in detail why you don't know my struggle
It's that deal shit from a real motherfucker
My stomping make me a ill motherfucker
Somebody say you might not like my 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi with this shit dope, you learned it
It's that murder man music, it's that 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 bust them 20
I thought 'em how to sell, how to stack mail
When they slip and fell, I got 'em jail
If that ain't real, what you that? Came home got it all back
My line busy nigga, back

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

I took with no hustle, made 'em out a G
Ran with niggas Busta and Tommy Smee
I took of niggas, if I was sliding, they was sliding with me
Wonder why a 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 got my back, I know God got me
They I wasn't coming home, card watcher
They say all my niggas looking like they got hard
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think couldn't break?
Something rouge, they was schooled by a mental
all they had was niggas brains on the dinner table
If they ever ever ghetto, they up to me
Every baby just a letter, 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 shit
Mr. with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this shit