Luyện nghe bài hát How High

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little then I'm through with it
Then I send it right to you with it

(How high)

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little then I'm through with it
Then I send it right to you with it

[J. Cole - 1]
Visionary play position, no missionary
But yet I pack Gospel in the I spoke
You listening to the most high like the on dope
Now that
My poetry's now fish for that
Only real niggas catch something, phoney fail
Shit you gotta feel like it's read in braille
Both did the crime but his didn't tell
So he f-cking bitches while he sitting lonely in a
Thinking well, what the I been on
gave a nigga five then they threw another ten on
By the time I'm back on the streets like a
I gotta play the clubs like an old ass
Life is a movie, pick your own
Climb own ladder or you dig your own hole
Sit around crying thats like sitting round
You wanna touch the sky bitch you out flying

Nigga how high, so high I could touch the sky
How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo'
Nigga please, my stack plenty of G's
And if your girl like to smoke we got of trees

Nigga how high, so high that I could the sky
How sick, so that I could f-ck yo' bitch
Nigga please, my squad plenty of G's
And if your girl to smoke we got plenty of trees

[J. Cole - 2]
Hey, as the troubles of the unfurl
My niggas hit the trees squirrels
Tryna get a nut with girl
Think I need to quit trying 'fore nigga out there try to hit mine
Karma for the sutra
A lot calmer when the ganja's ya
You ya armour cause them niggas out here tryna shoot ya
crucial, police piranha, gon snatch you out that Honda
For stashing marijuana
Yes, ya honour, I feel
I broke the law but look never smoke or steal again
In your courtroom out, I don't mean to keep smiling
But right now I'm high enough to probably steal a
Man, just look at me, what if I couldn't
Would you the book at me
What if I'm sad, am I supposed to look happy
It's a long time coming
Tell my nigga me up something

[J. ]
No I dont smoke, maybe in a blue
When the gets thick than there's nothing to do
Through the of my soul, open the blind
My eyes get but I open my mind

How high, la la la la
how high, hey hey hey
how high, yeah yeah yeah
How high, la la la la

Is a shot that you threw little man?
I understand, you frustrated career going how you planned
it worse, you're friends, now when they talk rap
All you is "J Cole this" and "J Cole that"
It must be hard for your to take all that
I know your weak heart gotta off that
Boy, look, Cole World this is your fear
I'm burning you and I'm only in first gear
I'm serving you niggas this is only the first
12 from now, you'll be having the worst year
No tears for the haters, I'm still money
Cole aint dropping, thats f-cking funny
Grade A dummy, sleeping on a raps
Something like a
But wake yo' ass up
Something like mommy on school day
I two l's with ya girl this is Cool J

How
How
How high,
How high,

Whats got to do, got to do with it
I get a little taste I'm through with it
Yeah I send it right to you with it