Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

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

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

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

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

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

It's hoppin in a glass pool, half full
Niggas only hit the bottom when they crash
Mash fools out like fast food
appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me
I sum niggas whole careers up, tough niggas
Bluff niggas into 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 call shit Animal Rap
Me, I it dumbin
My niggas saw it comin
stunnin, brand new flows to toy wit
Neck flooded on some Hurricane shit
Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, same
Sega 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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