Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go down

Gotta let know who is this

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

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

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 busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk
And I'm a lift up off of they toes
With a sweeper regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm
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', my neighborhood
Would, could, and break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my 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
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a little bit of
On some motherfuckin' purple
I it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
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 want to come at this
If they got buckets of blood for with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that with me
Got to get him for thinkin' it's a
And whether you my city or not, talk shit
kill him especially if he say my name

I've up on him, I handle my business
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 bring it, but don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no
I'm to drop 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
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
Just shake it, players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
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 here I'm
In the motherfuckin' wind I'm sippin' on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now that I a long way
From me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then him up with venom and with some adrenaline
And kill him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the world like a poet

Shit, and when it come to shippin' nigga
Who Who that?, I got the sack open
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 is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm to beat
Always where the drug and the dro at?
You know we that cut up
In the back of the club purple in the back cryin'
and Ludacris 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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

me the
Let me my

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