Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know about to go down right?

Gotta let them know who is

And who else
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the left or the but
I'm on center stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I '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 brain I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it wouldn't be for me
To be busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a at night, so talk shit
And I'm a lift up off of they toes
With a street sweeper 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 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', my neighborhood
Would, could, and break a nigga off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and
You the vapors
And I caught the throne, blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and 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
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a bit of hash
On some motherfuckin' haze
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac
to get me for the wood
Better get the motherfuckin' hood
To and give you some back up

We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm leakin' the fluids out of the bodies that want to at this
If they got buckets of for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not 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, shit
I'ma kill him if he say my name

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

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

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

Shit, and when it come to good nigga
Who Who that?, I got the sack 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 sharks to
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is as we
Come loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always screamin' the drug and the dro at?
You know we that cut up
In the back of the club purple in the back cryin'
Twis' and Ludacris get 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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass that wanna party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

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