Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Purple Haze)

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

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

her?
Yeah, when you first meet her, slap her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
Why's that,
later on down the line
You never gotsta to worry about
That chick you
"Cam, you don't me the way you used to"

That's what I'm sayin'
But see the is with me
I don't understand how a bitch go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, suck
And then go give another nigga her money
I mean?
Nah cam, you understand
That's 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 set this shit the fuck off
Jones, where we at, Harlem, harlem, harlem

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

See parrot on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be returned to the
I with them birds, any 28 grams
A bitch that I touch, much turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
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
the crib, go in the hampter
Don't follow me,
If you do, I'm blowin' the
That'll rip that apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's the start

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