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
Talked about animosity and how to keep it
Explain to in why you boys don't know my struggle
It's that real shit from a real motherfucker
My ground make me a ill motherfucker
Somebody say you might not like my music 'cause you get burned from it
Mr. with this shit dope, you learned from it
It's that murder man music, it's that nigga
30 chains on his neck, at him, that nigga stupid
He on parole but look around 'em, he got 22
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 outta
If that ain't real, what you call Came home got it all back
My line busy nigga, back

Mr. Miyagi with this shit
Mr. Miyagi with this shit
Mr. Miyagi with this shit
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I took with no hustle, made 'em out a G
Ran with niggas like and Tommy Smee
I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, they was sliding me
Wonder why a nigga sit and testify on me
Fucking we did get up and lie on me
And that ain't how I shit, Mr. Miyagi
Fuck any got my back, I know 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 couldn't break?
Something rouge, was schooled by a mental patient
'Cause all had was niggas brains on the dinner table
If they ever ever ghetto, they 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,

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