Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go down

Gotta let them who is this

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage
An' you look to the left or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I could rap to the
But I don't how to change 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 and I crack 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 regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, and Twista 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, riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', my neighborhood
Would, could, and break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and
You caught the
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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just shake it, great get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

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

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

I've been up on him, I 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
out so hard
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no
I'm going to drop that on 19"

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

We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, on
A speed daemon, to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on here I'm gone
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
Find a victim, then fill him up with and with some adrenaline
And then him and send him to the cemetery
a flow for the whole world like a poet

Shit, and it come 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
Nigga you ain't 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 where the drug and the dro at?
You know we love cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the 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
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, great 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