Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Yeah, you know it's about to go down

Gotta let know who is this

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think that I see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city you in a solid cage
An' you could to the left or the right but
I'm trapped on center
An' I rap to the beat
But I don't know how to my ways
I still hear a fool and I track 'em, '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 be right for me
To be busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so shit
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 with of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating
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', 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, blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and 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, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a little bit of
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 up in the Cadillac truck
to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
To come and give you some 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' thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not none of Twis'
Represent for my city, 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
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
haters that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really be killers
out so hard
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
the dough become no bigger
I'm going to drop 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, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

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

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

Never come up it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now I spark the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to
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'
and Ludacris 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, smoke dro, the trunk
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
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it, get it,