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 about animosity and how to keep it
Explain to in detail why you don't know my struggle
It's that real deal shit from a real
My stomping ground make me a ill
Somebody say you might not my music 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi this 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 nigga
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 stack they
When they slip and fell, I got 'em jail
If ain't real, what you call that? Came home got it all back
My line busy nigga, back

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

I took niggas with no hustle, 'em out a G
Ran niggas like Busta and Tommy Smee
I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, was sliding with me
Wonder why a couldn't sit and testify on me
Fucking we did get up and lie on me
And ain't how I raised shit, Mr. Miyagi
any nigga got my back, I know God got me
They said I coming home, card watcher
They say all my niggas looking like got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think they couldn't
rouge, they was schooled by a mental patient
'Cause all they had was niggas 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,

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