Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of days
'Cause I confine myself to a near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I could rap to the
But I know how to change my ways
I hear a fool and I track 'em, distract 'em, and whack 'em
Jack a nigga for the day to

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

It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and
You caught the
And I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm
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 that wanna party
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 purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
Timberland on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfuckin' hood
To and give 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 come at
If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' with that I bury
My better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody different with me
Got to get him for it's a game
And whether you from my or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my

I've been up on him, I my business
And I'm a stick him up for the
From K-Tilla, on a fat piller
Murder haters that feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims grow to a hellafied
When the become no bigger
I'm going to that 2003 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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

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

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

Never come up it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is as we
fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always where the drug and the dro at?
You we love that cut up
In the of the club with purple in the back cryin'
and Ludacris 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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

me the
Let me my

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