Luyện nghe bài hát High

{Lil'

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

1 {Lil' Wayne}

One 90
Subline in my shiny
Uptown is the pool
Shot anybody who
round with a loli gat
Leave around the body bag
Legs stiff, toes
him a title tag
Flossy niggaz but
Hes a killa the flash
Bossy
So presidential, to my dad
Gotta ask how i got 4 takes to 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
Hardcore baby,
Hot
call

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

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

Verse 2

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

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

Chorus Wayne}

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

3 {Lil' Wayne}

it
And no can
And no want
Fuck me
with 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! fall young man who
baby, a hundred gran, you understand
Your wife would be me perfect, exactly
Change off my ass
Pocket showin',
Rock 'n'
We can rock to my bed,
Clothes 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, behind her
Got a couple questions and that
I tend to go and it and
I might find her if i hit her behind her
I get her how i got her
Now she diggin my
Shit, a virgin
But like,
I dont, her at all
Im just roger
Until, fall off
But we
This is cash money, money
Get it

Chorus {Lil'

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
Late
Left palm on my steering
Red
Cops in my
But them cuz im high
Baby, im so,