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letra de too high - jim jones

[chorus: max b]
i’m too high to get over
puffing this [?] this [?] got me drunk as a b-tch
i’m too low to get under
can’t breathe no more, the [?] too strong, i don’t need no more
i’m too high to get over
it’s like i need [?], i get the 40’s from jimmy
get the ninas from strizzy
i’m too low to get under
just as low as the streets made me
i don’t care what n-ggas think, just as long as we [?]

[verse 1: jim jones]
[?] benzes, that move on [?]
coupe all tinted, gucci on his lenses
the dark shades in his frames
all black v, like darth vader’s in the lanes
charge it straight to the game, they calling [?]
used to play the block, used to call up [?]
i still gеt high, smoke 50’s in one month
trips to [?], f-ck 60 in one month
i’m tryna keep it a hundrеd
we keep the guns on us
jeaps getting [?]
we all know, the city’s our playground
shouts to the chi, got some n-ggas in k-town
[?] bring them in k’s down
kick doors, f-ckers, have you n-ggas get face down
we still trucking duct tape, n-ggas
that’s how we handle [?] f-ck face n-ggas
[chorus: max b]
i’m too high to get over
puffing this [?] this [?] got me drunk as a b-tch
i’m too low to get under
can’t breathe no more, the [?] too strong, i don’t need no more
i’m too high to get over
it’s like i need [?], i get the 40’s from jimmy
get the ninas from strizzy
i’m too low to get under
just as low as the streets made me
i don’t care what n-ggas think, just as long as we [?]

[verse 2: max b]
you don’t wanna get popped, get shot
bullets in your ass, make the n-gga scream
me in the game, [?]
cop some extra [?]
but we all know that ain’t real
it’s like a b-tch against biggivel
that ain’t fair
’cause [?] out, spread her wide, double back
put her out on a strole, then sell her for a couple stacks
go blow it all on cleco
shorty on the dance floor, blowing my [?]
i f-cks with b-tches that deepthroat
so when the feds raid, they swallow all the d and the weed smoke
and you can’t see what’s under the [?] coat
my swag so mean, i could [?] cheese flow
i let the sawed off blam, there your knees go
[?] where [?]
[chorus: max b]
i’m too high to get over
puffing this [?] this [?] got me drunk as a b-tch
i’m too low to get under
can’t breathe no more, the [?] too strong, i don’t need no more
i’m too high to get over
it’s like i need [?], i get the 40’s from jimmy
get the ninas from strizzy
i’m too low to get under
just as low as the streets made me
i don’t care what n-ggas think, just as long as we [?]

[verse 3: 40 cal]
i eat with the drama, and sneak with the lama
make the block hot, til the street is a sauna
[?] money, put heat to your mama
beat her to trauma, see if i find ya
[?] new enterprise
this is 06, and i got the [?]
two whips few clips inside
tool spit, you hit, you pr-cks decide
my work ain’t done, til your first name son
i’ve been telling n-ggas, since byrd gang 1
if i front you tuesday, and thirsday come
either have my dough, or get your bird brain blung
this the third lane done, riding that [?]
i’m going over bumps, too high to get over
i thought i told ya, for those that hate me
40 with the 40, got the broken safety
[chorus: max b]
i’m too high to get over
puffing this [?] this [?] got me drunk as a b-tch
i’m too low to get under
can’t breathe no more, the [?] too strong, i don’t need no more
i’m too high to get over
it’s like i need [?], i get the 40’s from jimmy
get the ninas from strizzy
i’m too low to get under
just as low as the streets made me
i don’t care what n-ggas think, just as long as we [?]

- jim jones

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