Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

Do you see I see?
Do you smoke I smoke?
Do you wanna
Do you ride?

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

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

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

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

It's like hoppin in a glass pool, full
Niggas hit the bottom when they crash through
Mash fools out like they food
Bon' appetit, platinum or not, it no match for me
I sum niggas whole careers up, scared tough
Bluff niggas into thinkin that year's up
It ain't a game, six months off, the shit jumps off
are gettin punched in they jaw
My dunn call shit Animal Rap
Me, I it dumbin
My niggas saw it comin
More stunnin, new flows to toy wit
Neck on some Hurricane Floyd shit
Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, plan
Playin Sega till the plane lands
A changed man, niggas don't know, they will
And if they understand, then they ain't fam, simple as that

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