Luyện nghe bài hát How High

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a taste then I'm through with it
Then I it right back to you with it

(How high)

Whats got to do, go to do with it
I get a little taste then I'm through it
Then I send it back to you with it

[J. - Verse 1]
Visionary play your position, no
But yet I pack in the quotes I spoke
You listening to the most high like the Pope on
Now that
My deep now fish for that
Only real niggas something, phoney niggas fail
Shit you gotta feel like it's only read in
Both did the crime but his didn't tell
So he f-cking bitches while he sitting in a cell
Thinking well, what the I been on
They gave a nigga five they threw another ten on
By the time I'm back on the streets a bachelor
I gotta play the clubs like an old ass
Life is a movie, your own role
Climb own ladder or you dig your own hole
Sit around crying thats like sitting round
You wanna touch the sky bitch you figure out

Nigga how high, so high that I touch the sky
How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo'
Nigga please, my stack plenty of G's
And if your girl like to we got plenty of trees

how high, so high that I could touch the sky
How sick, so that I could f-ck yo' bitch
Nigga please, my squad plenty of G's
And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of

[J. Cole - 2]
Hey, as the troubles of the unfurl
My niggas hit the trees like
get a nut with your girl
Think I to quit trying 'fore some nigga out there try to hit mine
Karma for the karma
A lot when the ganja's through ya
You need ya armour cause them out here tryna shoot ya
Kinda crucial, police piranha, gon snatch you out Honda
For stashing that
Yes, ya honour, I ashamed
I the law but look I'll never smoke or steal again
In your courtroom wylin' out, I don't to keep smiling
But right now I'm high enough to steal a plane
Man, look at me, what if I couldn't read?
Would you throw the at me
What if I'm sad, am I supposed to look happy
been a long time coming
Tell my roll me up something

[J. ]
No I dont smoke, maybe once in a
When the gets thick than there's nothing to do
Through the of my soul, open the blind
My eyes get shut but I open my

How high, la la la la
how high, hey hey hey
how high, yeah yeah yeah
How high, la la la la

Is that a that you threw little man?
I understand, you frustrated aint going how you planned
Make it worse, you're friends, now when they rap
All you is "J Cole this" and "J Cole that"
It be hard for your projects to take all that
I your weak heart gotta break off that
Boy, look, Cole World is your worst fear
I'm burning you n-ggas and I'm only in gear
I'm serving you niggas this is only the beer
12 months from now, be having the worst year
No for the haters, I'm still counting money
Cole aint dropping, thats real funny
Grade A dummy, sleeping on a raps
Something like a
But wake yo' ass up
Something like your mommy on day
I smoke two l's with ya girl this is J

How
How
How high,
How high,

Whats got to do, got to do with it
I get a little taste then I'm through it
Yeah I send it right to you with it