Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

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

Yeah aiyyo
When I into a room, niggas feel a slight breeze
a little while till they feel they might freeze
Never understood why they liked me
'cause I locked the door, they turned into to Icees
Starin at my feet all you see is
Bet you never seen a ill like these
Size ten, never find me in a tight
At the airport, minutes my flight leaves
trip tickets to who knows where
Stay boarding, never at least a day's
plans, they spoiling
A dollar and a dream, the theme to New York, Torrance
>From St. John's to Wake Forest, for us
Straight ballers, you it first
Nate flawless in almost every
Puttin up point, while niggas like ya'll scoreless

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

What's me without the
A tree without wood, a wit no bud
A cut wit no
A fuck but don't nut, I be
If me and the wasn't in between the sheets
I'm a product of hard luck, the money and murder
Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you of the name
>From the cold streets of QB, old to new beef
No peace, through the song, I see you see

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

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

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