Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who else
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I could rap to the
But I don't know how to my ways
I still hear a fool and I track 'em, 'em, and whack 'em
a nigga for the day to days

An' I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his brain I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it be right for me
To be around busters, and crawlers, and
But I'm a at night, so talk shit
And I'm a lift them up off of they
With a street regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, and Twista with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get them open,

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

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

out I put a little bit of hash
On some purple haze
I feel it all my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping in a rage
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
To and give you some back up

We can get into it and if you to do it
I'm leakin' the fluids out of the that want to come at this
If got buckets of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
Represent for my city, 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 especially if he say my

I've up on him, I handle my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
Murder haters don't feel a
Niggaz they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
When the become no bigger
I'm going to drop 2003 on 19"

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

We balling out of control, I floss on, on, pimp on
A speed daemon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the
Hang on here I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind I'm sippin' on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now that I came a way
From letting me hold somethin', to somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up with and with some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the
With a flow for the whole world a poet

Shit, and it come to shippin' good nigga
Who Who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the so strong

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
screamin' where the drug and the dro at?
You know we that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the cryin'
Twis' and get fucked up

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

me the
Let me my

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