Luyện nghe bài hát High

{Lil'

We
Yeah..
The flow's on me and i promise
I'm in my
Wizzle, on..

Verse 1 Wayne}

One 90
Subline in my coop
Uptown is the pool
Shot down who
Come with a loli gat
Leave around with the bag
Legs stiff, toes
him a title tag
Flossy niggaz but
Hes a killa behind the
Bossy
So presidential, to my dad
ask how i got 4 takes to call me bad
I'm mad as a mothafucka, why im
Brought a bag, brought a nigga that's high im
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your
Hit u youre high, now you it, now you sit
Hardcore baby,
Hot
call

What you about it
not for a baby, unless you weezy f baby
And say the baby when you say it mothafucka
Chorus Wayne}

on,
Ridin' in my
Late
palm on my steering wheel
Red
Cops in my
But them cuz im high
Yeah, im so high
Again,
Ridin' in my
Late
palm on my steering wheel
Red
Cops in my
But fuck them cuz im
Baby, im so,

Verse 2

See, we for flames nigga
A g to my name
I dos thing
I'm gettin the change
So to blame nigga
About the nigga
say i did it
So them niggaz
I gave the nigga
I gave the nigga
Im doin my
Still fuck niggaz
I the lane nigga
I know the nigga
I the famoust
Still fuck them
Shh..
Yeeah, we chillin them bithces on us
Riiide the nigga, while we countin down our hood
Thinking aaaall the hood niggaz
Never got the chance to hit before them 6 fingers

And if youve done it how we it
Nigga for the law
Cuz we knew when they commin.
haaands up!
And every summer, i had hummers
Spent a dollars like it was nothin nigga

Chorus {Lil'

on,
Ridin' in my
night
Left on my steering wheel
Red
in my rearview
But fuck them cuz im
Yeah, baby im so
Again,
in my wheel
Late
Left palm on my wheel
Red
in my rearview
But fuck cuz im high
Baby, im so,

Verse 3 {Lil'

it
And no can
And no want
with me
Play me, no
Cuz I
Got meet, fo sho,
And I, got these,
To blow, fo sho,
up
Now if you me, put your guns in the air
Pull 'em out and let the playa hate us before he
Bang, that,
Pop, that,
Yeah! back young man who
baby, a hundred gran, you understand
Your wife be fittin me perfect, exactly
Change off my ass
Pocket showin',
'n' roll
We can rock to my bed,
have you shoppin
Patrone, a glass yeah
Wow, now she hot
Not its on, now bad
I let her strap
she gone to my bed
And I'm gone to my bed, right her
Got a questions and that pussy
I tend to go and it and
I find her if i hit her right behind her
I get her how i got her
Now she my piscana
Shit, like a
But like,
I dont, her at all
Im just tryna
Until, things off
But we
This is money, young money
Get it

Chorus {Lil'

on,
Ridin' in my
Late
palm on my steering wheel
Red
in my rearview
But fuck them cuz im
Yeah, im so high
Again,
in my wheel
Late
palm on my steering wheel
Red
in my rearview
But fuck cuz im high
Baby, im so,