Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate High (LP Version)

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

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

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

What's me the hood?
A tree wood, a dutch 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 of hard luck, the money and murder game
Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you of the name
the cold streets of QB, old beef to new beef
No peace, through the song, I see you see

Mad bitches smoke wit me
Niggas wanna wit me
Usually in my hood, me in yo' city
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
Sometimes I get a head of
Holdin weed wit intention, frontin like I got it
So I must be outta my mind

It's like hoppin in a glass pool, half
Niggas only hit the bottom when crash through
fools out like they fast food
Bon' appetit, or not, it ain't no match for me
I sum whole careers up, scared tough niggas
Bluff niggas into that their year's up
It a game, took six months off, the shit jumps off
Mini-Me's are gettin in they jaw
My dunn call this shit Rap
Me, I call it
My near-sighted saw it comin
More stunnin, brand new to toy wit
Neck flooded on some Hurricane shit
Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, plan
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, simple as

2x