Luyện nghe bài hát High

{Lil'

We
Yeah..
The on me and i promise baby
I'm in my
Wizzle, on..

Verse 1 Wayne}

One 90
Subline in my shiny
is inside the pool
Shot anybody who
round with a loli gat
Leave with the body bag
Legs stiff, toes
him a title tag
Flossy but realize
Hes a killa the flash
Bossy
So presidential, to my dad
ask how i got 4 takes to call me bad
I'm mad as a mothafucka, why im
Brought a bag, brought a that's high im with
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and bitch
Hit u youre high, now you it, now you sit
baby, yeah
Hot
call

What you about it
It's not for a baby, unless you f baby
And please say the when you say it mothafucka
Chorus {Lil'

on,
Ridin' in my
Late
Left on my steering wheel
Red
Cops in my
But fuck them cuz im
Yeah, im so high
Again,
Ridin' in my
night
Left palm on my steering
Red
Cops in my
But them cuz im high
Baby, im so,

Verse 2

See, we for flames nigga
A g to my name
I dos thing
I'm the change nigga
So whos to blame
About the nigga
say i did it
So fuck niggaz
I gave the nigga
I the game nigga
Im doin my
Still them niggaz
I the lane nigga
I know the nigga
I know the
fuck them niggaz
Shh..
Yeeah, we chillin them bithces on us
Riiide the nigga, while we countin down our hood
Thinking about aaaall the niggaz
Never got the chance to hit licks them 6 fingers

And if youve it how we done it
Nigga for the law
Cuz we knew when were commin.
Nigga up!
And summer, i had hummers nigga
Spent a million dollars like it was nigga

Chorus {Lil'

on,
Ridin' in my
night
Left palm on my steering
Red
Cops in my
But fuck cuz im high
Yeah, baby im so
Again,
Ridin' in my
night
Left on my steering wheel
Red
Cops in my
But fuck cuz im high
Baby, im so,

3 {Lil' Wayne}

it
And no can
And no want
Fuck me
with me, no
Cuz I
Got meet, fo sho,
And I, got these,
To blow, fo sho,
up
Now if you me, put your guns in the air
Pull 'em out and let the playa hate us before he
Bang, that,
Pop, that,
Yeah! back young man who
Weezy baby, a hundred gran, you
wife would be fittin me perfect, exactly
Change off my ass
cash showin',
Rock 'n'
We can rock to my bed,
Clothes you shoppin
Patrone, have a glass
Wow, now she hot
Not its on, now bad
I let her clothes
she gone to my bed
And I'm to my bed, right behind her
Got a couple questions and that
I to go and find it and
I might find her if i hit her right her
I get her how i got her
Now she diggin my
Shit, a virgin
But like,
I dont, her at all
Im just tryna
Until, fall off
But we
This is money, young money
Get it

Chorus {Lil'

on,
Ridin' in my
Late
Left palm on my steering
Red
in my rearview
But fuck cuz im high
Yeah, baby im so
Again,
Ridin' in my
Late
palm on my steering wheel
Red
in my rearview
But fuck cuz im high
Baby, im so,