Luyện nghe bài hát Purple Rain

Caution, do not mix wit
It may cause
out of reach of small children

I roll it back, a Dutch, have a sizip
Get to this drink that I sizip
Promethazine, wit Codeine? Thats my
It might lean you to the left or you izitch
The Pearl Meth wit the some like the mizix
Caught into they physics and how wanna dizip
Yo be careful, it ya ordinary liquid

The time you sip it, you mite get addicted
Matter of fact, I know you're get addicted
'Cause so sweet
Life Liquid, plus it's good for sickness
I to watch my uncle sip it
Goin through itz in my grand-mother's kitchen
Head in his lap, bitchin
Pocket full of scrap, plus scratchin and

Back they sip Broma smoked Cheeba
doggys fours and two receive'ahs
This one is for my real Mug
Who get screwed up, my thick juice
out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a in the tuck
the Xanax and the Endo Sack, make me slack?
Cocktailed or v'd up, gettin Swiss up

Please don't my high
Don't my high
When I'm sippin' that purple
blow my high
[Incomprehensible] me, you know my life
Nigga, blow my high, don't blow my high
When I'm sippin' that rain
I know it 'em crazy, it keeps me lazy

When in '94 when Screw still had his gate up
He called me over to his house and he me a 8 up
I him what it was, he said, "Bun, get ya weight up
This is lean, them white folks it Promethazine"
Shit, but we gonna probably drink, dawg, cuz thats what we be to it
Now this Big Red and pour about a 2 into it
I did 2's and 8's, the fuck is you trippin' on?
He said, "Man, that's the ounces of cough that you sippin' on"

So shit, I poured it I sipped it, then I some mo
I fired up a green monster, and I hit hoe
Started relaxin', and to my surprise
I was noddin' out lookin' at the of my eyes
They tried to me up but shit, I just kept yawnin'
I out of my chair, woke up there the next mornin'
God my nigga, cause it's then I been spoiled
On my white muddy cup of Texas tea, R

Please blow my high
Don't my high, no
When I'm that purple rain
Don't my high
me, you don't know my life
Nigga don't my high, don't blow my high
I'm sippin' that purple rain
I know it makes em crazy, keeps me

I roll it back, crack a Dutch, a sizip
Get to this leaf in my spliziff
No stems, no seeds, no
The experience like Jimmy Hendrix
I to roll up, cowboy tradition
Or burn a Pipe, and Cythe like the Injins
Or burn a big spliff, Bob style
Buffalo Soldier, Rosta Farey

Smokes on pizurp, we on syzurp
Get it by the 8, by the or by the kizurp
Some might take ya or a down or a bizurp
Whatever you can stand, floats you're boat ya twizurp
Yes, I fucks wit you if you on green or sip on lean
Yea whatever, or teen, strip for a scene
Nigga a spliff one time
Say bean and swing ya big body and Ima swing mine

don't blow my high
Now, blow my high
Don't blow my
When I'm sippin' that rain
Don't my high
Sippin' right now
[Incomprehensible] me, you don't know my
Nigga blow my high, don't blow my high

When I'm sippin' purple rain
I know it makes em crazy, it keeps me

Oh mayne, to real syrup sippers
Boys wit big cups
Man, they it mayne and 10 years plus, mayne
Dedicated to that boy Screw, my boy Fat Pat, boy Big
My boy Big Melo in peace, them boiz poured up real big mayne
When they was here, you know I'm sayin'
young pimp? We miss you mayne, come on home
I'ma a pint just for you
[Incomprehensible] got pregnant year, mayne
I [Incomprehensible] enough yet

Yo, up Click, we in here
hold up, I promise I'm throwed [Incomprehensible]
Hold up, young Wee, the fingerz in here baby
Hey, ya'll gonna have to cut this off,
I'm, I can't do right now
Hey I'm, I'm out