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What it is world? This ya boy J-High up in this bitch (High Again) Mr. No Brakes Thrilla on the Track Just want y'all to roll something up and vibe with a Nigga You might be fresh outta jail On the run Probation violation Probably just got hit with that child support thang But blessings come in the morning "High" Fresh up off that cruise ship That's how you Ball Stack it up for the winter time Let it thaw out Cook it up now the summers Ours That must be High With a brand new flow And against all odds Shit them crackas had to let me go And I swan dived in that money Wide awake like a junkie I lick my hands and I lick my plates Just to let you know that I was hungry But one things for certain Real niggaz ain't hurting Free real niggaz like my dawg EB Them the ones who had the hood Swervin turfin Still sliding through with that Pimp C And that Bum B 400 Hot boys Trick Daddy Dollar And that Ghetto D (Jhigh F*CK THESE NIGGAZ) Shit Better buy you a verse Bout to get lost in the sauce Crank me up cause this beat getting Murked It's a cold world that we living in Good weed that we rolling up All my dawgs got Styrofoams We live at the zoo and we while as f*ck I'm just living for the moment Every car I got I own it Every beat I ripped I stole it (High) You ain't getting money nigga you just be around it I lay it all on the table nigga See me count it Got a problem with High Nigga come see me bout it Hit you with that extra extra Read about it (Ha ha) Gotta roll this one a lil tighter Freestyle Melt down The weed be the ghost rider Nigga took my style But I ain't worried about it I just flipped the script/Head first and went kamikaze (My Black Flag) That's that street anthem Still shitin on these niggaz like a cheap Pampa Baby shit You know how that smell What I'm trying to say That a nigga flow stank as hell And I just graduated on up I promised y'all And I promised myself that imma step my rap game up Imma take my time When I write my rhymes Cause everything I drop Platinum plus No time for the foolishness That's the reason why these niggaz mad as f*ck You ain't getting money nigga you just be around it I lay it all on the table nigga see me count it Got a problem with High Nigga come see me bout it Hit you with that extra extra Read about it High Again
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