Luyện nghe bài hát Purple

it, uhh
it up, uhh

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

of them passed on, mack strong, couple of
May the ghost leave a body, now hauntin' the block
Where they used to stand at, somebody's takin' they
A younger man perhaps, hand slaps, understand that
Same walk, same talk, I wonder can that be
A thug dies, another step his shoes
And they will hurt you, layin' low with a
I'm blowin' circles, my state of mind

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

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

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

Whose sons you've, and you got a cut on your face?
police cars roam the streets hard, the heat is God
Somebody tell shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell 'em how to reach the bars, holdin' a mirror
Lookin' down a in jail, makin' weapons to
We smoke tokes pour more Henny
He sighs with that seen a war too many
murderers, universal
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

These hot-headed youngsters, get into trouble
Reactin' before thinkin', they irritated
And premeditated, it's a that we sinkin'
When we be climbin', in a nutshell, it's just jail
Sales, and diamonds rewindin'
of movin' forward, to blow up so what's the science?
People shoutin', pushin' the crowd

And on the ground's a young soldier, with 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 with mug shots
Photograph pictures of, suspect
It's usually, two or 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 hair
This Color Purple'll make Whoopi me the
Or Sealy Oprah and Danny Glover gots to me
This is how I the madness, too much of anything'll hurt you
So, my state of mind's all