Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go right?

Gotta let them who is this

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm on center stage
An' I could rap to the
But I don't know how to my ways
I still a fool and I track 'em, distract 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a for the day to days

An' I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his 'cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it be right for me
To be around busters, and crawlers, and
But I'm a at night, so talk shit
And I'm a lift them up off of they
a street sweeper regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get them open,

It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on
I'm wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my and
You caught the
And I the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and is like, "Leave me alone"

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
Just shake it, great get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

Look out I put a bit of hash
On motherfuckin' purple haze
I feel it all my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfuckin' hood
To come and you some back up

We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm leakin' the fluids out of the bodies want to come at this
If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I
My adversaries not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, that different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' it's a
And you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my

been up on him, I handle my business
And I'm a stick him up for the
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
haters that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be
out so hard
The size of my rims grow to a sight-scene
When the dough no bigger
I'm to drop that 2003 on 19"

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you want what I'm on, come on and it
Let's ride, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

We balling out of control, I floss on, on, pimp on
A speed daemon, to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on 'cause here I'm
In the wind when I'm sippin' on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now that I came a way
From letting me hold somethin', to roll
a victim, then fill him up with venom and with some adrenaline
And then him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the world like a poet

Shit, and it come to shippin' good nigga
Who that? Who that?, I got the open
And the got the flow so strong

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I the heat
at you like sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a is hard as we
Come fully 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always where the drug and the dro at?
You know we that cut up
In the back of the with purple in the back cryin'
Twis' and get fucked up

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, come on and it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

me the
Let me my

This a production
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it, get it,