Luyện nghe bài hát High

{Lil'

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

Verse 1 Wayne}

One 90
in my shiny coop
Uptown is the pool
Shot anybody who
Come with a loli gat
Leave around with the bag
Legs stiff, toes
Give him a tag
niggaz but realize
Hes a killa the flash
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 eye and your bitch
Hit u youre high, now you it, now you sit
Hardcore baby,
Hot
Stop

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

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

Verse 2

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

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

Chorus Wayne}

on,
Ridin' in my
Late
Left on my steering wheel
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,

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 feel me, put your 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 fittin me perfect,
fallin' off my ass
Pocket showin',
'n' roll
We can to my bed, yeah
Clothes you shoppin
Patrone, have a yeah
Wow, now she hot
Not its on, now bad
I let her clothes
While she to my bed
And I'm to my bed, right behind her
Got a questions and that pussy
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 my piscana
Shit, like a
But like,
I dont, her at all
Im tryna roger
Until, things off
But we
This is money, young money
Get it

Chorus {Lil'

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