Luyện nghe bài hát High

{Lil'

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

Verse 1 {Lil'

One 90
Subline in my shiny
Uptown is the pool
Shot anybody who
Come with a loli gat
Leave with the body bag
Legs stiff, toes
him a title tag
Flossy but realize
Hes a behind the flash
nigga
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, a nigga that's high im with
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your
Hit u when high, now you it, now you sit
baby, yeah
Hot
Stop

What you about it
It's not for a baby, unless you f baby
And say the baby when you say it mothafucka
{Lil' Wayne}

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

Verse 2

See, we ride for nigga
A g to my nigga
I dos thing
I'm the change nigga
So whos to nigga
About the game
say i did it
So fuck them
I gave the plan
I gave the game
Im my thangs
fuck them niggaz
I know the nigga
I the pain nigga
I know the
Still them niggaz
Shh..
Yeeah, we chillin with them on us
Riiide the nigga, while we down our hood riches
Thinking aaaall the hood niggaz
Never got the chance to hit licks before 6 fingers

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

Chorus Wayne}

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

3 {Lil' Wayne}

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 he stare
Bang, that,
Pop, that,
Yeah! fall young man who
Weezy baby, a gran, you understand
Your wife would be me perfect, exactly
fallin' off my ass
Pocket showin',
Rock 'n'
We can to my bed, yeah
Clothes you shoppin
Patrone, a glass yeah
Wow, now she hot
Not its on, now bad
I let her clothes
she gone to my bed
And I'm gone to my bed, behind her
Got a questions and that pussy
I tend to go and it and
I might her if i hit her right behind her
I get her how i got her
Now she diggin my
Shit, a virgin
But like,
I dont, her at all
Im tryna roger
Until, fall off
But we
This is cash money, money
Get it

Chorus {Lil'

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