Luyện nghe bài hát Purple Rain

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

I roll it back, a Dutch, have a sizip
Get introduced to this drink that I
Promethazine, wit Thats my twizist
It might lean you to the or make you izitch
The Pearl wit the Tuss some like the mizix
Caught they physics and how they wanna dizip
Yo be careful, it ain't ya liquid

The first time you sip it, you mite get
Matter of fact, I know you're gonna get
'Cause it's so
Life Liquid, it's good for you're sickness
I used to watch my sip it
Goin through itz that in my grand-mother's
Head in his lap, Grand-mom
Pocket full of scrap, scratchin and itchin

Back when sip Broma smoked Cheeba
doggys fours and two receive'ahs
This one is for my Mug Mixers
Who get screwed up, my thick sippers
Shout out, to my man Lil
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole six
Yea, I know them Texas boys
Who keep a in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the Xanax and the Endo Sack, me slack?
Cocktailed or v'd up, gettin cheesed up

Please don't blow my
blow my high
When I'm sippin' that rain
blow my high
[Incomprehensible] me, you know my life
Nigga, don't blow my high, don't my high
When I'm that purple rain
I it makes '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 asked him what it was, he said, "Bun, get ya up
is lean, them white folks call it Promethazine"
Shit, but we gonna drink, dawg, cuz thats what we be doin' to it
Now take this Big Red and about a 2 into it
I did 2's and 8's, what the fuck is you on?
He said, "Man, that's the ounces of cough syrup you sippin' on"

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

Please don't blow my
Don't my high, no
When I'm sippin' that rain
blow my high
[Incomprehensible] me, you don't know my
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, a Dutch, have a sizip
Get introduced to this leaf in my
No stems, no seeds, no
The ultimate like Jimmy Hendrix
I to roll up, cowboy tradition
Or a Peace Pipe, and Cythe like the Injins
Or a big spliff, Bob Marley style
Buffalo Soldier, Rosta style

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

Please don't my high
Now, don't blow my
Don't blow my
When I'm that purple rain
Don't blow my
good right now
[Incomprehensible] me, you don't my life
don't blow my high, don't blow my high

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

Oh mayne, dedicated to real syrup
Boys wit big cups
Man, they doin' it mayne and 10 plus, mayne
Dedicated to boy Screw, my boy Fat Pat, boy Big Steve
My boy Big Melo rest in peace, them poured up real big mayne
When they was here, you know what I'm
Wassup young pimp? We miss you mayne, on home
I'ma a pint just for you
[Incomprehensible] got this year, mayne
I ain't [Incomprehensible] yet

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