Higher (feat. Ludacris) Twista, Ludacris

[00:00.36] Yeah, you know it's about to go down right?
[00:03.76] (Yeeah!) Got to let them know who is this? (Ludacris!)
[00:06.58] And who else nigga? (Twista, wooo, ahhh!)
[00:08.03] Uh, uh (check it out)
[00:11.13] Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
[00:15.34] 'Cause I could find myself to a city near you in a solid cage
[00:18.69] And you could look to the left or the right, but I'm trapped on center stage
[00:21.64] And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
[00:25.00] I still hear a fool and I track them, distract them, and whack them
[00:28.03] Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak them, attack them, and sack them
[00:31.43] Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
[00:34.49] And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
[00:38.38] But I'm a pimp at night, so talk shit and I'm a lift them up off of they toes
[00:41.55] With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
[00:44.70] In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of dro
[00:47.83] Smoking, choking, get them open, croaking
[00:49.97] It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
[00:52.27] Soaking wet and you can bet, people, I'm high
[00:55.45] I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears, oh my!
[00:59.04] And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm felling good
[01:02.36] I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
[01:05.04] Would, could, and should break a nigga off
[01:07.51] They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and—
[01:10.86] You caught the vapors and I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
[01:15.18] Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "Leave me alone!"
[01:18.51] Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
[01:20.48] If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
[01:22.15] Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
[01:24.01] All the badass bitches that want to party
[01:25.83] Just shake it, great players get pumped
[01:27.21] Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
[01:28.97] Get money fuck hoes, get crunk
[01:30.49] (Look out!) I put a little bit of hash on some motherfucking purple haze
[01:33.10] I feel it all in my body, adrenaline with the Bacaradi
[01:35.80] Got me all filthy, ripping shit in a rage
[01:36.92] In navy-blue platinum, he by the Belly, Gucci
[01:39.04] Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
[01:40.49] Want to get me for the wood
[01:41.66] Better get the whole motherfucking hood to come and give you some back up
[01:43.85] We can get into it and if you want to do it
[01:45.01] I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
[01:46.10] Empty out buckets of blood for fucking with thugs that'll bury
[01:49.02] My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
[01:50.68] Represent for my city, anybody that different with me
[01:52.06] Got to get him for thinking it's a game
[01:53.52] And whether you from my city or not, talk shit
[01:55.21] I'ma kill him, especially if he say my name
[01:57.02] I've been up on him, I handle my business
[01:57.10] And I'm a stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
[02:01.47] Murder haters that don't feela
[02:02.56] Niggas claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
[02:04.54] Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
[02:07.42] When the dough become no bigger, I'ma flip or drop that 2000 and... your 19
[02:10.25] Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
[02:13.31] If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
[02:14.68] Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
[02:16.17] All the badass bitches that want to party
[02:17.98] Just shake it, great players get pumped
[02:19.74] Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
[02:21.18] Get money fuck hoes, get crunk
[02:23.22] When balling out of control, I floss on, flame on, pimp on
[02:25.96] A speed deamon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone
[02:28.16] Hang on 'cause here I'm gone
[02:29.52] In the motherfucking wind when I'm sipping on Henney
[02:31.46] I got cake, while you owe something
[02:32.76] And I done came a long way from letting me hold something, to roll something
[02:35.94] Find a victim and fill him with venom
[02:37.38] And put some adrenaline in him, kill him, and send him to the cemetery
[02:39.54] With a flow full of horror like a poltergeist
[02:41.19] He called to Christ, when he saw how many men I buried
[02:42.83] Shit, and when it come to chiefing good
[02:44.04] Nigga who that? Do that, I got the sack open
[02:45.78] And the herb got the flow so strong
[02:47.45] That I might crack the track, go back to back smoking
[02:49.34] Never coming up when the Mob's in need
[02:50.84] Nigga you ain't untouchable when I spark the heat
[02:52.68] Coming at you like sharks to meat
[02:53.85] 'Til blood start to leak, I can tell when a mark's heart is weak
[02:55.65] Come fully loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat
[02:56.78] Always screaming where the drink and the dro at?
[02:58.83] You know we love that cut up
[03:00.12] In the back of the club with purple in the bag, chronic
[03:01.91] Twis' and Ludacris get fucked up
[03:03.44] Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
[03:05.56] If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
[03:06.62] Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
[03:08.62] All the badass bitches that want to party
[03:10.53] Just shake it, great players get pumped
[03:12.41] Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
[03:13.57] Get money fuck hoes, get crunk
[03:15.43] Pass me the—
[03:16.04] Let me smoke my—
[03:16.94] Yeah, this a Wildstyle production
[03:20.78] Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it
[03:26.96] Get it, uh, yeah
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