Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let know who is this

And who nigga?
nigga
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of days
'Cause I myself to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the or the right but
I'm on center stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I don't know how to change my
I still a fool and I track '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 pimp at night, so 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, Ludacris and Twista with of dro
Smokin', chokin', get them open,

so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
I'm soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm
I'm lions, and tigers 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 should a nigga off
see you later, go to the doctor, hold 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, on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk
All the bad ass that wanna party
Just shake it, 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 motherfuckin' purple haze
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
Got me up and ripping shit in a rage
In the Netti he by the belly, Gucci
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 to come at this
If they got of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody different with me
Got to get him for it's 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 him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
Murder that don't feel a
claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so
The size of my rims grow to a hellafied
When the dough become no
I'm going to that 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, the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get fuck hoes, get crunk

We balling out of control, I on, play on, pimp on
A speed daemon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the
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
From me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up venom and with some adrenaline
And then him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the world like a poet

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

Never come up it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I the heat
Comin' at you like to meat
The blood is softly, I can when a mark is hard as we
Come loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
Always screamin' where the and the dro at?
You we love that cut up
In the back of the club with 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 bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
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