Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go down

Gotta let them know who is

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I myself to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the left or the but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I don't know how to my ways
I still hear a fool and I track 'em, distract 'em, and 'em
a nigga for the day to days

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

It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm
I'm lions, and tigers and bears, oh my
And I can't hide it or it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should break a off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and
You the vapors
And I caught the throne, brain blown, I'm home
me the microphone, and fools is like, "Leave me alone"

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

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

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

I've been up on him, I my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that feel a
claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims to a hellafied 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, on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

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

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
you ain't untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always screamin' where the and the dro at?
You we love 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 I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

me the
Let me my

This a Wildstyle
and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it, get it, yeah