Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go right?

Gotta let them know who is

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage
An' you could look to the left or the but
I'm trapped on center
An' I could rap to the
But I don't how to change my ways
I still hear a and I track 'em, distract 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a for the day to days

An' I yak 'em, attack 'em, and 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his brain I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it wouldn't be for me
To be around busters, and crawlers, and
But I'm a pimp at night, so shit
And I'm a them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I can't it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should break a off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my and
You the vapors
And I caught the throne, blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and is like, "Leave me alone"

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a bit of hash
On some motherfuckin' purple
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac
to get me for the wood
Better get the whole hood
To come and you some back up

We can get it and if you want to do it
I'm leakin' the fluids out of the bodies that to come at this
If they got buckets of for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of
for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' a game
And you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him if he say my name

I've up on him, I handle my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims grow to a sight-scene
the dough become no bigger
I'm going to drop that on 19"

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

We out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed daemon, to the metal when I'm in the zone
on 'cause here I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind when I'm sippin' on
I got paper, you owe
And now that I a long way
From me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up with venom and with adrenaline
And kill him and send him to the cemetery
a flow for the whole world like a poet

Shit, and when it come to shippin' good
Who that? Who that?, I got the open
And the got the flow so strong

Never up with it unwise, and he
you ain't untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm to beat
Always screamin' the drug and the dro at?
You know we love cut up
In the back of the club with in the back cryin'
Twis' and get fucked up

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

This a Wildstyle
Twista and collabo, get it, get it, get it, yeah