Luyện nghe bài hát Purp And Yellow

[Snoop
L.A. (GEEEEE, MIX!!!)

Yeah uh-huh, you what it is
Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow
Yeah uh-huh, you what it is
Purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow

Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah uh-huh, you what it is
I do, I do it big
Yeah uh-huh, that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, stuntin
Get rep in my town, when you see me me you e'rything
Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow
I put it down from my to my diamonds, I'm in
and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow

[Snoop
Swish! Twenty-fo', that's Black
Snoop Dogg, a dope rhymer
Collaborate, the Golden State
In a six-deuce with the purple plates
I dip and dodge, I hit and roll
Fish and chips, pass down to Pau Gasol
We don't give a damn, the big three
L.A. Lake' we 'bout to three-peat
aAd you can bet, on the set
Ron about to get wet
I'm on the flo', and a fact
Sittin next to Uncle Jack, blazin up the purple

Yeah... Vuitton don, uhh
Purple twenty-fo's yellow Lambo' I'm
Top blew the guts, doors suicidin
Stuff in the wood nigga know we gon' that
Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' that
Purp and yellow, and yellow
Watch me like you sittin with Phil at
ten car caravan, Martins and all them hood whips
Them Cutlasses, them
That leather be grippin them wood
I was up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you ain't know that
taught me how to get low when the flow clap
Went from a boy to a king, any block I that
Nigga know that, boy they ain't playin
Sawed off - what they sayin?
Nothin to a boss, I put two hoes in LeComp
I come through fuckin off, hop in that truck and then get lost
Boy you with a King, not Gretzky, hit it if you let me
Keep yo' girl wetter Game on a jet-ski
Ooh cool - say he smoother than a baby's ass
Pops was a dope boy we still eighties cash
on that Mercedes dash, boy you know what it is
on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz!

Ridin Rosecrans, Compton, California
Turn on the wrong street they bang on ya
Home of the Lakers baby, yea you know it's and yellow
Take a hit of what I got, I bet it you seein doubles
But I'm an angel though and yo' a pigeon
Its money over e'rything, girl you the vision
Never been a mark, if ya it we can catch a fade
Brought out 50 blew up the city, young Saddam
Ink the label baby, everything else fuckin borin
I'm at Roscoe's, eatin with chicks who foreign
I took your girlfriend from you boy, youse a
My white Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to

Hahahahaha, the L.A. Leakers, that
already know what it is man
If you you should by now