Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know about to go down right?

Gotta let know who is this

And who else
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid
An' you could look to the left or the but
I'm on center stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I don't know how to change my
I still 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 his brain 'cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it wouldn't be for me
To be busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so shit
And I'm a lift them up off of they
With a sweeper 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 seeing lions, and and bears, oh my
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', my neighborhood
Would, could, and should a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my and
You caught the
And I the throne, brain 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 I'm on, come on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

out I put a little bit of hash
On some motherfuckin' haze
I feel it all over my body, with 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
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfuckin' hood
To come and give you 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 that I
My adversaries better not want none of
for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk
kill him especially if he say my name

I've been up on him, I my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that 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 dough 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, come on and 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 hoes, get crunk

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

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I spark the
Comin' at you like sharks to
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to
Always screamin' where the 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

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

me the
Let me my

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Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it, get it,