Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks 4 The High

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

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

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

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

Nigga, I really do my
Kind of fuckin' hustlers are

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

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

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

Oh six' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the
Rebirth, cut out my four-ways
I stash pounds, that's down for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the when the sunrise
I break one down and the rest for the high

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

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

I got bricks 4 the high
And the by the pound
I'm on the block 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 of my own shit, I'm the ruling general
Bricks lined up cars at a funeral
I'm working hard white, so I never twurk, and bust
My workers on the block, so the work ain't gotta touch

My money in stacks and I know just how to get it, man
A low profile, might be ridin' a 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 and I'm dealin' wit tha Carribeans
They from 'cross the water
Masked, taped to my
Supplyin', whole towns, little in the projects
Tryna my money up, leave the block wit a profit

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

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

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

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

Jones, Capo, Dipset, them know I'm 'bout this
Spillin' champagne, all over couches
Like fuck it, tell Alex the cris' rollin'
I'm drunk blowin' weed wit the pistols showin'

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

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

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

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

And ya bank account? Shit, that's my pocket
Residue on my clothes, call it
I can beat it my, I treat the dope like Tina

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

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

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

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