Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them know who is

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

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

An' I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a and I crack his brain 'cause 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 talk
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, 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 seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should break a off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and
You caught the
And I caught the throne, blown, honey I'm home
me the microphone, and fools is like, "Leave me alone"

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you want what I'm on, come on and 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 hustlers in the
Get money hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a little bit of
On some motherfuckin' haze
I feel it all my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the confetti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the truck
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 want to at this
If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' with thugs I bury
My adversaries better not want of Twis'
Represent for my city, that different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' a game
And whether you from my city or not, shit
I'ma kill him if he say my name

I've been up on him, I handle my
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, on a fat piller
Murder haters that feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really be killers
out so hard
The of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough no bigger
I'm going to that 2003 on 19"

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, beat the
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

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 'cause I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind when I'm on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now I came a long way
From letting me somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up with venom and some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the
With a flow for the whole like a poet

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

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

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
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
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

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