Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them know who is

And who else
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a bit of brighter days
'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage
An' you could to the left or the right but
I'm trapped on stage
An' I rap to the beat
But I don't know how to my ways
I hear 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 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 at night, so talk shit
And I'm a lift up off of they toes
a street sweeper regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

It's so potent, I'm to keep 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, good riddance I'm good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
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, I'm home
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, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money hoes, get crunk

Look out I put a little bit of
On some purple haze
I feel it all my body, adrenaline 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 Cadillac
Want to get me for the
get the whole motherfuckin' hood
To come and give you back up

We can get into it and if you to do it
I'm leakin' the fluids out of the bodies want to come at this
If they got buckets of for fuckin' with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not 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, 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
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they 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 want what I'm on, on and kick 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 money fuck hoes, get

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

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

Never come up it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now I spark the heat
Comin' at you like sharks to
The blood is softly, I can tell when a is hard as we
Come fully loaded 'cause I'm to beat
Always screamin' 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 get fucked up

Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that wanna
Just shake it, 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,