Luyện nghe bài hát Purple

it, uhh
it up, uhh

The whole is mine, prettiest Don
I don't like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with lawyers
Why it's in my rhymes? It's just an intro
Hate it or love it, like it bump it or it
Writing, across the spell God son
Life is like a jungle black it's the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact, it's harder than most can
of my packed in correctional facilities

Half of them passed on, strong, couple of
May the leave a body, now they hauntin' the block
Where they used to stand at, somebody's takin' place
A younger man perhaps, slaps, can't understand that
Same walk, same talk, I can that be possible
A thug dies, step inside his shoes
And they will you, layin' low with a bottle
I'm blowin' circles, my state of purple

it, light it, uhh
Yeah it, light it, uhh

Y'all wanna deal with drama
about who got things, y'all ready to his momma
Everything you went to is underworld
You sell your man out, not even your is sacred
You don't a soul, hold up, you moldin' soldiers
To quick and always look behind the shoulder
Think of how many died tryin' to be down with you
Everybody's under six feet of but you

Still standin', still roamin' the streets, that's real
You a survivor, knowin' all the is ill
You got a bunch of thugs witchu even now ready
your judgment, quick to put it down, they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they for the day
A hit your and ambulances take you away
That ain't love it's hate, of all the mothers at wakes

sons you've, and you ain't got a cut on your face?
Unmarked police roam the streets hard, the heat is God
tell these shorties reach for the stars
Instead they 'em how to reach through the bars, holdin' a mirror
Lookin' down a tear in jail, weapons to
We three tokes pour more Henny
He with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers,
Hood to hood, smoke, state of mind is purple

Light it up, light it up, it up, uhh
it up, light it up, light it up, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, light it, it, uhh

These youngsters, always get into trouble
Reactin' before thinkin', easily irritated
And premeditated, it's a fact that we
we should be climbin', in a nutshell, it's just jail
Sales, liquor and rewindin'
Instead of movin' forward, to blow up so what's the
People shoutin', police the crowd

And on the a young soldier, with meat hangin' out him
Am I off the hazin'?
Or did I just see a shoot another in
It's a ugly nation, cops circle the block with mug
Photograph pictures of, faces
It's usually, two or three who
But if they lock the wrong ones up, then snitch
A and fall strategy, they aren't fair

I dig in my bag of that's covered with orange
This Color Purple'll Whoopi give me the
Or Sealy Oprah and Danny Glover to feel me
This is how I escape the madness, too much of anything'll you
So, my of mind's all purple