Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I could rap to the
But I know how to change my ways
I hear a fool and I track 'em, distract 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to

An' I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I his brain '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 talk
And I'm a lift them up off of toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, and Twista with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good I'm feelin' 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 the vapors
And I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm
me the microphone, and fools is like, "Leave me alone"

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
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' haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the truck
to get me for the wood
Better get the motherfuckin' hood
To come and you some back up

We can get into it and if you to do it
I'm leakin' the out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
Represent for my city, that different with me
Got to get him for it's a game
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 him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the become no bigger
I'm going to drop that on 19"

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money 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
on 'cause here I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind when I'm sippin' on
I got paper, you owe
And now that I came a way
From me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up with and with some adrenaline
And then him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole world like a

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell a mark is hard as we
fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always screamin' the drug and the dro at?
You we love that cut up
In the back of the with purple in the back cryin'
and Ludacris get fucked up

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

me the
Let me my

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