Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks 4 The High

How rich y'all niggaz be?
You wanna be a millionaire, you wanna be a
Nigga, you wanna be what I be
I wanna be a trillionaire

I got them bricks 4 the
And the purp by the
I'm posted on the till the sun go down, down

Nigga, I hustle, nigga, I get money
I can get money anything

I got bricks 4 the high
And the by the pound
I'm posted on the till the sun go down, down

Nigga, I do my thing
of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?

I was posted in that tip and my home
Blew an ounce of that in my Sean John Jones
I got the mild for the low from plenty optimos
Tryna make a quick like my patna Maceo

I'm on my haters, signin' deals so I'm a pa
Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still worth a couple
It started in that temp, flippin' by them O-Z's

On the wit that shit from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the for a quarter
That's one, I nigga's order
What you nigga's order?

Oh six' Brown, flip the temp into the carter
Rebirth, don't cut out my
I stash purp pounds, that's down for the drop
And for my pay, I hit the trap when the
I break one down and the goin' for the high

I got them bricks 4 the
And the by the pound
I'm posted on the block the sun go down, down

I sound like the these niggaz is talkin'
Real recognize other real hustla's
why I'm fuckin' wit em

I got them bricks 4 the
And the by the pound
I'm posted on the till the sun go down, down

I got in different continents, nigga
Nigga I did my in London, remember that?
is wrong wit ya'll?

I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the general
Bricks lined up like at a funeral
I'm working white, so I never twurk, touch and bust
My on the block, so the work ain't even gotta touch

My come in stacks and I know just how to get it, man
A low profile, be ridin' a Honda Civic, man
You'll never it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he clirpin' on my chirp

Connects so sweet and I'm dealin' wit tha
come from 'cross the water
Masked, taped to my
Supplyin', whole towns, counters in the projects
Tryna double my up, leave the block wit a profit

For you nigga's that to pop, you know I got them pills too
Getcha you a couple of
Have you like some wheels fool
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I call this shit tha

I got them bricks 4 the
And the by the pound
I'm on the block till the sun go down, down

Niggas get a million dollars and they gettin' it?
Nigga, I made my million when I was a teenager

I got them bricks 4 the
And the by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down,

Jones, Capo, Dipset, them niggas know I'm 'bout
Spillin' champagne, all Vision's couches
Like fuck it, tell Alex the cris' rollin'
I'm gettin' drunk blowin' weed wit the showin'

Spendin' a K's up in Stroker's
Flyin' up Peachtree, racin' in the
I'm so icy and I they like me

Seven saggin', fitted cap and my white tee
The foreign cars got they poppin'
And you can see the stars when the droppin'

Aye, Jim
Let ya boy Parlae get of that Harlem clientele
I got more crack a curb, fuck wit me
I'm iced out and keep snow an Eskimo
And when the show's slow, I cook blow

Put the game on it, get some extra dough
Keep the cars pullin' up like Texaco
I can make it get like dead people
Keep my workin', wit the mic or a egg beater

And ya bank account? Shit, my pocket fare
Residue on my clothes, it roc-a-wear
I can beat it like my, I treat the dope Tina

And I beat it I
And I keep tha grass, so you can me the lawn-man
I ride around wit chickens like I came a farm, man

I got them 4 the high
And the by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down,

You see how I get down wit the get
Nigga, I got a car for every day of the
And two other for the weekends
Nigga, fuck is wrong wit

I got them 4 the high
And the purp by the
I'm on the block till the sun go down, down

is wrong wit y'all, nigga
I can sell I wanna sell
I done sold muthafuckin' music, shit was easy
Started Roc-A-Fella and it

I can get money in fashion, that shit was
In years I started that shit
Sold my part for thirty
And watch what the fuck is gonna be now