Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Purple Haze)

How doin' out there?
I wanna y'all back
Welcome some of y'all for the first time, huh?
We did it again, y'all wit us
Suck a dick man, aiyyo Jones, good?
Santana, Freaky, they be mad this time, huh?
Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the
Harlem, you know what it is, good?

You how we get down, East side, El Barrio
El barrio up in this bitch, Kay
This blowing up my motherfuckin' phone right now
Man, hold up, hol', yo man
Yo son
good?
I gotta tell you like my dog me
When you meet a chick, you straight slap her

Slap
Yeah, when you first meet her, just her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
that, though?
'Cause on down the line
You ain't never gotsta to about
chick telling you
"Cam, you don't me the way you used to"

what I'm sayin' nigga
But see the thing is me
I don't understand how a could go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, whoever
And then go give nigga her fucking money
Knaw I
Nah cam, you understand
cause ya game is tight

Oh no, nah, not me Ka', I'm about another nigga
I know my game is tight, nigga, know I
We getting ready set shit the fuck off
Jones, we at, huh? Harlem, harlem, harlem

Yo, yo, I you to step son
For I fuck ya moms, make you my son
Y'all be me daddy, 'cause
The "Rag Muffin" y'all say
Y'all fuck around with Numsay
gonna see doomsday
I'm a but colder
Now I rock karrots that I'm

See this on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be to the birds
I with them birds, any 28 grams
A bitch that I touch, pretty much turns to
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, pokin' ya
ya aunt all over the dawn
Using a dope then I'm back

Cobacabana, no joke I'm
Cops come for dope, a damper
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to
Rush the crib, go in the
follow me, Stana
If you do, I'm the hammer
That'll rip vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's just the

be calling for back up, praying for help
Fuck my life, I'm taking
All the I felt
In my crib at night, praying for
dissin', "What's the problem ma? I ain't ballin'"
Now every ten minutes, hos callin'
Yo cam, fuck all rap shit, man
Let's get to business, harlem
Okay, it's good, poppin' nigga