Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

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

Gotta let them know who is

And who nigga?
Twista
it out

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of days
'Cause I confine myself to a near you in a solid cage
An' you could to the left or the right but
I'm trapped on center
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, 'em, and sack 'em
Get a weapon and I crack his 'cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
An' it be right for me
To be around busters, and crawlers, and
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk
And I'm a lift up off of they toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get open, croakin'

so potent, I'm hoping 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 I'm feelin' good
I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my
Would, could, and should a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and
You caught the
And I caught the throne, blown, honey 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 want what I'm on, on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the
All the bad ass bitches wanna party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money fuck hoes, get

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 then shit in a rage
In the confetti 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 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' with thugs that I
My adversaries better not want of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody different with me
Got to get him for it's 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
K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters don't feel a
Niggaz claiming want to bring it, but really don't be killers
out so hard
The size of my grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the become 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, 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 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
Hang on 'cause here I'm
In the motherfuckin' wind when I'm on Henn'
I got paper, you owe
And now that I a long way
From me hold somethin', to roll somethin'
Find a victim, then fill him up venom and with some adrenaline
And then kill him and him to the cemetery
a flow for the whole world like a poet

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't now when I spark the heat
at you like sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is 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

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

me the
Let me my

This a production
and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it, get it, yeah