Luyện nghe bài hát Higher

Got this going higher
Higher, higher,
I got this feeling higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher,

I've been waiting, I've been sitting 'bout this situation
Like I'm MLK, I'm speaking out the segregation
I can make it the gate and open it for all my berthen
I don't mean to ruffle feathers, talkin', bitches hatin'
Contemplatin' every single move you and study you
Buddy Boo, niggas go through Earth and Hell and Heaven for a story based on
For reporting, to force me to a category or a genre,
Like you know, YOLO,
Holy Motorolas in my phone, I'm call your motherfucker
I'm you by twelve o'clock tomorrow
Not a of my vengeance, I'm as spiteful as my father
I forgot his back when I was ten, he doesn't bother me at all now
And if that nigga would now
I'd rub it in his face mothafucka, you missed out
always go to work but wouldn't bother to call out
You me to hoop but mothafucka I ball now

The is a lie from Atlanta
He was ridin' on the
He was for the rich ones
Had to that nigga
Say bitch I'm on the move, and all these niggas
I live my life aloud and I wouldn't give a fuck
Ride with me, with me, I don't really give a damn
piece above my head, nigga you know who I am

Higher, higher,
I got this feeling higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher,

Walkin' with a limp around the of Decatur
Used a fake ID to buy some cigarettes from the
Ate a pack of bad karma, didn't pay for Now or
But my life is full of sufferings that now and later
How I hate it, come debate about design the creator
Niggas talk about your swag but all the double take
Eighty eight's are understated for the in my stable
Women all around the world so I got flavors of the
Flavor Flav cannot compete with me and please believe elitist
The weakening and strengthening between the of the elitist
He can beat the streets as people within their beds so peacefully
Defeat the king, be it or wrong, I don't think I'm clean
I think I'm to the pussy and the nicotine
Stussy bucket hats and yellow because of Listerine
What's a substitute, tell me who the fuck are you?
Now tell me to do, you fuck with me I fuck with you

Higher, higher,
I got this feeling going
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher,

Higher, higher,
I got this feeling higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher,

Bitch I'm going sobriety
Moving through the
In the sky high
Bitch you gon' ride
Got hoes risin'
Got these hoes
Got hoes risin'