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 little bit of brighter
I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
An' you could look to the left or the 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
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 wouldn't be 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 toes
With a street sweeper quarters, and Ki's, and O's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and with bags of dro
Smokin', chokin', get them open,

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 it hidden, good riddance 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, hold my 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 I'm on, come on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just shake it, great players get
Me and my thugs, and in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get

Look out I put a little bit of
On some motherfuckin' purple
I feel it all over my body, with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping shit in a
In the confetti he by the belly, Gucci
Timberland on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfuckin'
To and give you some 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 want of Twis'
Represent for my city, that different with me
Got to get him for thinkin' it's a
And whether you my city or not, talk shit
I'ma him especially if he say my name

been up on him, I handle my business
And I'm a him up for the scrilla
From K-Tilla, smoking on a fat
Murder haters that feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really be killers
out so hard
The of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no
I'm going to drop 2003 on 19"

it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want I'm on, come on and kick it
ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that party
Just it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the
Get money hoes, get crunk

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

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

Never up with it unwise, and he
Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I spark the
Comin' at you sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can when a mark is hard as we
Come fully '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 with purple in the cryin'
and Ludacris get fucked up

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

me the
Let me my

This a production
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