Karate Chop 2013

You know This just some real nigga shit A real nigga story, ya know what I'm sayin'? Slang a bunch of narcotics (then what?) Pull up in the new 'Rarri (skrrt) Livin' like John Gotti (come on) Choppin' bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine (drank) Servin' to the dope fiends (and smoke) Blowin' money stay clean (Freebandz) Michael Jackson, Billy Jean Got a Panamera 'round a young nigga neck Got a young bitch pullin' up in a 'Vette Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check Picture nigga gettin' money, nigga, get back (back) Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack (crack) You can hit a nigga line, order what you want I can whip a Maserati, pullin' up a donk (donk) Fifty thousand on yo' watch, young nigga, splurge (splurge) Pop a Ace of Spade bottle, sip a lot of syrup (syrup) Keep a young nigga workin' that'll bust a K (K) I'ma take a phone call, hustle everyday (everyday) Slang a bunch of narcotics (then what?) Pull up in the new 'Rarri (skrrt) Livin' like John Gotti (come on) Choppin' bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine (drank) Servin' to the dope fiends (and smoke) Blowin' money stay clean (Freebandz) Michael Jackson, Billy Jean Huh Hustle like I'm Makaveli Dollar signs tatted on my back and belly Dollar grind, bought a line, nigga rich Type of money, look at what this nigga did Type of paper, look at what this nigga got All this cars gon' make another nigga hot Lookin' for love, but do you really want a thug? I'm talkin' white 'cause I really got a plug (Maybach Music) Slang a bunch of narcotics (then what?) Pull up in the new 'Rarri (skrrt) Livin' like John Gotti (come on) Choppin' bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine (drank) Servin' to the dope fiends (and smoke) Blowin' money stay clean (hunnid proof, Rich Gang) Michael Jackson, Billy Jean (swaggin') Supermodels, poppin' bottles, livin' on them hills Bad bitches out'chea poppin' pills Get it how the fuck we live New whip, nigga, drop another fuckin' mil Stuntin' while we servin' New bricks, new chips, 'nother Birdman Stayed loyal, and we kept it real Back against the wall on that killin' field Blatt Skeet, uh Ridin' in that Ghost, hammer on my lap Made enough money, bring Hammer back Karate chopped that Miley Cyrus Nigga, don't make me go and dress yo' stylist Broke brick, dope fiends Wrapped up, Daddy Yankee, Gasoline Been doin' shit you ain't never seen Michael Jackson, strapped up, Billy Jean Slang a bunch of narcotics