Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them who is this

And who else
Twista
it out

Sometimes I that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the or the right 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
a nigga for the day to days

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

It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on
I'm wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm lions, and tigers 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 should 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
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money hoes, get crunk

out I put a little bit of hash
On some motherfuckin' haze
I it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping in a rage
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
To and give 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 got buckets of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk
I'ma kill him if he say my name

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

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you what I'm on, come on and kick 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 fuck hoes, get

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 that I came a way
letting me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up with venom and with some
And then kill him and him to the cemetery
With a flow for the world like a poet

Shit, and it come to shippin' good nigga
Who Who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the flow so

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

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

me the
Let me my

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