Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who else
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter
I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I know how to change my ways
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 around busters, and crawlers, and
But I'm a at night, so talk shit
And I'm a lift them up off of they
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and with 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, I'm high
I'm lions, and tigers and bears, oh my
And I hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should break a 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, on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that 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 little bit of
On some purple haze
I feel it all my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfuckin' hood
To come and you some back up

We can get into it and if you 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 that different me
Got to get him for thinkin' it's a
And whether you from my city or not, shit
kill him especially if he say my name

I've up on him, I handle my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, on a fat piller
Murder that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
the dough become no bigger
I'm going to drop that on 19"

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

We out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed daemon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the
Hang on 'cause I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind I'm sippin' on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now that I came a way
From letting me somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, fill 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 shippin' good
Who Who that?, I got the sack open
And the got the flow so strong

Never come up it unwise, and he
you ain't untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a is hard as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm to beat
Always where the drug and the dro at?
You we love that cut up
In the back of the with purple in the back cryin'
Twis' and Ludacris get up

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 that wanna party
shake 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
Twista and collabo, get it, get it, get it, yeah