Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them know who is

And who else
Twista
it out

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

An' I yak 'em, attack 'em, and 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his '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 pimp at night, so talk
And I'm a lift them up off of they
With a sweeper regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, and Twista with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get them open,

It's so potent, I'm 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 riddance I'm feelin'
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and
You caught the
And I caught the throne, brain blown, I'm home
Give me the microphone, and is like, "Leave me alone"

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
Just shake it, great get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

out I put a little bit of hash
On motherfuckin' purple haze
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the confetti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the truck
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
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 at this
If they got buckets of for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that different me
Got to get him for thinkin' a game
And whether you my city or not, talk shit
kill him especially if he say my name

I've been up on him, I my business
And I'm a stick him up for the
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that feel a
Niggaz claiming they to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough no bigger
I'm going to that 2003 on 19"

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, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

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

Shit, and when it come to shippin' 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 untouchable now when I spark the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is as we
fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always screamin' where the and the dro at?
You know we that cut up
In the of the club with purple in the back cryin'
Twis' and get fucked up

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

me the
Let me my

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