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 with different lawyers
Why it's in my rhymes? It's just an intro
it or love it, like it bump it or dump it
Writing, across the stomach God son
Life is a jungle black it's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact, it's than most can imagine
Most of my in correctional facilities

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

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

Y'all just deal with drama
Talk about who got things, ready to his momma
Everything you to is underworld related
You sell your man out, not even girl is sacred
You don't trust a soul, hold up, you moldin'
To pull quick and always look the shoulder
Think of how many dudes died tryin' to be down you
Everybody's under six of ground but you

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

Whose sons you've, and you got a cut on your face?
police cars roam the streets hard, the heat is God
Somebody tell these shorties for the stars
Instead they tell 'em how to through the bars, holdin' a mirror
down a tear in jail, makin' weapons to
We smoke three pour more Henny
He with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers,
Hood to hood, blowin' smoke, state of mind is

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

hot-headed youngsters, always get into trouble
Reactin' before thinkin', they irritated
And premeditated, it's a fact we sinkin'
we should be climbin', in a nutshell, it's just jail
Sales, liquor and rewindin'
Instead of movin' forward, to up so what's the science?
People shoutin', police pushin' the

And on the ground's a soldier, with meat hangin' out him
Am I off the hazin'?
Or did I just see a another face in
It's a ugly nation, cops circle the with mug shots
Photograph pictures of, faces
usually, two or three who innocent
But if they lock the wrong ones up, then snitch
A divide and 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 gots to me
is how I escape the madness, too much of anything'll hurt you
So, my state of mind's all