Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who else
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think I gotta 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 trapped on stage
An' I could rap to the
But I know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I '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 crack his brain 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 them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, and Twista with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

so potent, I'm hoping to keep 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 keep it hidden, good I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls 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 what I'm on, come on and kick 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 hustlers in the
Get money hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a little bit of
On some motherfuckin' purple
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline the Bacardi
Got me up and then shit in a rage
In the Netti confetti he by the belly,
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 the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they got buckets of blood for fuckin' 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' a game
And whether you from my city or not, shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my

I've been up on him, I handle my
And I'm a stick him up for the
From K-Tilla, on a fat piller
Murder haters don't feel a
Niggaz they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
out so hard
The of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
the dough become no bigger
I'm going to 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
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, great get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

We out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed daemon, to the metal when I'm in the zone
on 'cause here I'm gone
In the motherfuckin' wind when I'm sippin' on
I got paper, you owe
And now I came 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 for the whole world like a poet

Shit, and when it come to good nigga
Who Who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the so strong

Never up with 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 when a mark is hard as we
fully loaded 'cause I'm hard 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'
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, the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

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