Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know about to go down right?

Gotta let them know who is

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the left or the but
I'm on center stage
An' I could rap to the
But I don't know how to change my
I still a fool 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 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, Ludacris and Twista with of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
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 it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should a nigga 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
Give me the microphone, and is like, "Leave me alone"

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

Look out I put a bit of hash
On motherfuckin' purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline the Bacardi
Got me up and then shit in a rage
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
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 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 it's a game
And you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my

I've been up on him, I handle my
And I'm a stick him up for the
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
Murder haters don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to it, but really don't be killers
out so hard
The of my rims grow to a hellafied 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 what I'm on, on and kick it
Let's ride, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, on
A speed daemon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the
Hang on 'cause here I'm
In the motherfuckin' wind I'm sippin' 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 him up with venom and with some adrenaline
And then kill him and him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole like a poet

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I the heat
at you like sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded 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 what I'm on, 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 in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

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