Luyện nghe bài hát Karate Chop

You know, this just some nigga shit, a real nigga story
You know I'm saying?

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
Drink a bunch of
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy

Got a Panamera round a young nigga
Got a bitch pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of kush and I a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of
You can hit a nigga line, order you want
I can a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young splurge
Pop a Ace of bottle, sip a lot of syrup
a young nigga workin' gotta bus' a K
I'ma take a call, hustle everyday

Slang a bunch of
Pull up in the new
Living like John
Chopping bricks karate
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope
Blowing money, clean
Jackson, Billy Jean

Whipping up a cake, just to go and a spider
Young nigga play with keys, like a writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a idol
I was snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, with a rifle
Nigga where you at, nigga we go up on ya
Young Bitch looking Janet in the 80's
We was up from a tube and a baby
Got the dripping wet like a Jheri curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its of syrup
it over from Lil Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a shirt

Slang a bunch of
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy

Pop a lot of pills
to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up like Emmett
Yeah,
Two cell phones ringin' at the time
That's your ho, from two different phones
Tell that bitch "leave me the alone!"
See, you her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a
Boy, I'll bury you Halle
And these say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and
Man I just received a
Them other taxin'
And my so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my went to jail for them chickens
And he already home and nigga must be snitchin'
Cut him off karate!

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living John Gotti
Chopping like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the dope
Blowing money, clean
Michael Jackson, Billy