Luyện nghe bài hát Purp And Yellow

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

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

[Chorus: Wiz
Yeah uh-huh, you what it is
I do, I do it big
Yeah uh-huh, screamin that's
When I off the lot, that's stuntin
Get rep in my town, you see me me you know e'rything
Purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow
I put it down my whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow

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

Yeah... Vuitton don, uhh
Purple twenty-fo's yellow Lambo' I'm
Top blew the guts, doors suicidin
Stuff in the nigga know we gon' kill that
Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' feel
Purp and yellow, and yellow
Watch me ball like you sittin Phil at
ten car caravan, Martins and all them hood whips
Them Cutlasses, them
That leather be them wood tips
I was born up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you ain't that
taught me how to get low when the flow clap
Went from a boy to a king, any I five-five-fo' that
Nigga better know that, boy they playin
Sawed off shotty - what sayin?
Nothin to a boss, I put two in that LeComp
I come through fuckin niggaz off, hop in truck and then get lost
Boy you playin 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 spendin eighties
Look on that Mercedes dash, boy you know it is
on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz!

Ridin Rosecrans, Compton, California
Turn on the wrong street might 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 have you seein
But I'm an angel and yo' girl's a pigeon
Its money over e'rything, girl you the vision
Never been a mark, if ya it we can catch a fade
out 50 blew up the city, young Saddam Hussein
Pusha Ink the label baby, everything else fuckin
I'm at Roscoe's, eatin with chicks who foreign
I took your girlfriend you boy, youse a mark
My Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start

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