Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

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

Yeah aiyyo
When I walk a room, niggas feel a slight breeze
Stay a little while till feel they might freeze
Never understood why never liked me
'cause when I locked the door, they turned to Icees
Starin at my all you see is Nikes
Bet you never seen a ill like these
Size ten, find me in a tight squeeze
At the airport, minutes before my flight
Round trip tickets to who where
Stay boarding, at least a day's warning
Previous plans, spoiling
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, while niggas like ya'll stay

All my from the projects, light 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 hood (so high)
from the projects, light one up
To my bitches the projects, light one up
And stay high,
And pass me a cup of that shit (so high),
we on some hood (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 street wasn't in the sheets
I'm a product of hard luck, the money and game
Nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name
>From the cold streets of QB, old 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, it's like there's two
Wit no favorites, I try to both of me
Thinkin of a way where I can myself
Sometimes I get a head of
weed wit intention, frontin like I got it prescribed
So I must be outta my mind

It's like hoppin in a pool, half full
Niggas hit the bottom when they crash through
Mash fools out like they fast
Bon' appetit, platinum or not, it no match for me
I sum whole careers up, scared tough niggas
Bluff niggas into thinkin 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 it dumbin
My niggas saw it comin
More stunnin, new flows to toy wit
flooded on some Hurricane Floyd shit
Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, same
Playin Sega Dreamcast the plane lands
A changed man, niggas don't know, they never
And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, as that

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