Luyện nghe bài hát The High

[Dame Dash +
How y'all niggaz wanna be? (Franchize!)
You be a millionaire? (D-F-B...Bitch!)
You be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!)
Nigga you wanna be I wanna be...(10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

I got them for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
Nigga I hustle, nigga I get money!
I can get money anything!

I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Dame
I really do my thing
Kind of fuckin are y'all?

yeah...
I'm posted in tip (Tip)
And my home
Blew an ounce of kush (Kush)
In my sean john
I got the for the low (Low)
From smokin optimos
Tryna a quick flip, like my patna Maceo
I'm on my haters, signin deals so I'm a paaaa...
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still a couple blocks....
(all man, I need a fo, a duece)
It started in that temp, mid's by them O-Z's

On the wit that shit from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the for a quarter (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I nigga's order
what you wanna order?
06' Nino Brown, 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 the sunrise
I break one down, and the goin for the high

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
Now see I like the shit niggaz is talkin
Real hustla's recognize real hustla's
That's why I'm wit em, Hey!

I got them bricks for the and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go

Dash]
I got houses in different nigga!
I did my trips in London, remember that?
Fuck is wit ya'll?!?

Man]
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the ruling
Bricks lined up like, cars at a
I'm working hard white, So I never twurk, and bust
My workers on the block, So the work ain't even touch
My money come in (Stacks)
And I know how to get it man
A low profile, might be ridin a Honda man
You'll know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he on my chirp phone
Connects so (Sweet)
And I'm dealin wit tha
They from cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans'
Supplyin', whole towns, counters, in the projects
Tryna my money up, leave the block, wit a profit
For you that like to pop (Pop)
You know I got them too
Getcha you a of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I call shit tha Franchize!

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash + Jim Jones]
Nigga's get a dollars and think they gettin it? (Harlem!)
Nigga I my first million when I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..)

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Jones]
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! nigga's know I'm bout this (ByrdGang!)
champagne, all over Vision's Couches (Ballin!)
Like fuck it, tell alex keep the rollin (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin blowin weed wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!)
a couple K's up in Stroker's (Right...)
Flyin up Peachtree, in the roster's (The Fast Life!)
I'm so icy, and I think like me (Like Me)
Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm Fresh to death!)
The foreign cars got they eyes (Daammnn....)
And you can see the stars when the ride

Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack than a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye wit me)
I'm out, and keep snow, like an eskimo
And the show's slow (Show's slow)
I cook blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some dough (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, like it's (Texaco)
I can make it get stiff, like dead
Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg (Egg Beater)
And ya bank account? shit, that's my fare (Pocket Fare)
on my clothes, call it Roc-A-Wear (Roc-A-Wear)
I can beat it my....
I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it I....
And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the
I ride around wit chickens like I from a farm man

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
You see how I get down wit the get
Nigga I got a car for of the week
And two other cars for the weekends, nigga is wrong wit you?!?

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
Fuck is wrong wit y'all, nigga I can sell I wanna sell!!
I done muthafuckin music, that shit was easy!!
Started Roc-A-Fella and it!!
I can get money in fashion, that was nuthin!!
In five years I started shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!!
And let's watch the fuck is gonna be now!!!