Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

Do you see I see?
Do you what I smoke?
Do you smoke?
Do you wanna

Yeah aiyyo
When I walk into a room, niggas a slight breeze
Stay a little while they feel they might freeze
Never why they never liked me
'cause when I locked the door, turned into to Icees
at my feet all you see is Nikes
Bet you never seen a ill like these
Size ten, never me in a tight squeeze
At the airport, before my flight leaves
Round trip to who knows where
boarding, never at least a day's warning
Previous plans, spoiling
A dollar and a dream, the to New York, stay Torrance
St. John's to Wake Forest, wait for us
Straight ballers, you hearin it
Nate flawless in every event
Puttin up point, niggas like ya'll stay scoreless

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

What's me the hood?
A tree wood, a dutch wit no bud
A cut wit no
A but don't nut, I be incomplete
If me and the street wasn't in the sheets
I'm a product of hard luck, the and murder game
Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you of the name
>From the cold streets of QB, old beef to new
No peace, the song, what I see you see

Mad bitches wanna wit me
Niggas roll wit me
Usually in my hood, find me in yo'
Grimy-ette so pretty, it's like two me's
Wit no favorites, I try to love of me
Thinkin of a way I can better myself
Sometimes I get a head of
Holdin weed wit intention, like I got it prescribed
So high I must be my mind

It's like hoppin in a glass pool, full
Niggas only hit the when they crash through
Mash fools out like they fast
appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me
I sum whole careers up, scared tough niggas
Bluff into thinkin that their year's up
It ain't a game, took six months off, the shit off
Mini-Me's are gettin punched in jaw
My dunn this shit Animal Rap
Me, I call it
My niggas saw it comin
More stunnin, brand new to toy wit
Neck flooded on some Hurricane shit
and forth to St. Crouix kid, same plan
Playin Dreamcast till the plane lands
A changed man, don't know, they never will
And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, as that

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