Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High

Do you see I see?
Do you smoke what I
Do you smoke?
Do you ride?

aiyyo aiyyo
When I walk into a room, niggas a slight breeze
Stay a little while till feel they might freeze
understood why they never liked me
'cause when I locked the door, turned into to icees
Starin at my all you see is nikes
Bet you never seen a ill like these
Size ten, never find me in a tight
At the airport, minutes my flight leaves
Round trip tickets to who knows
Stay boarding, at least a day's warning
Previous plans, they
A dollar and a dream, the theme to new york, stay
st. john's to wake forest, wait for us
Straight ballers, you hearin it
Nate flawless in every event
Puttin up point, while niggas like y'all stay

All my niggas from the projects, one up
To my from the projects, light one up
And high, high
And pass me a cup of that good (so high),
We on some hood (so high)
from the projects, light one up
To my from the projects, light one up
And high, high
And pass me a cup of that shit (so high),
We on hood shit (so high)

What's me the hood?
A tree without wood, a wit no bud
A cut wit no
A but don't nut, I be incomplete
If me and the street in between the sheets
I'm a product of hard luck, the and murder game
Here's nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the
>from the cold streets of qb, old beef to new
No peace, through the song, I see you see

Mad wanna smoke wit me
Niggas wanna wit me
Usually in my hood, me in yo' city
Grimy-ette so pretty, it's like there's two
Wit no favorites, I try to both of me
Thinkin of a way where I can better
Sometimes I get a of myself
Holdin weed wit intention, frontin I got it prescribed
So I must be outta my mind

It's like hoppin in a glass pool, half
Niggas only hit the bottom when they through
fools out like they fast food
Bon' appetit, platinum or not, it no match for me
I sum whole careers up, scared tough niggas
Bluff niggas into thinkin that their up
It ain't a game, took six off, the shit jumps off
are gettin punched in they jaw
My dunn call this animal rap
Me, I call it
My near-sighted saw it comin
More stunnin, new flows to toy wit
Neck flooded on some floyd shit
Back and forth to st. crouix kid, plan
Playin sega till the plane lands
A man, niggas don't know, they never will
And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, as that

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