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 I wanna be
I wanna be a fuckin'

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

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

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

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

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

Oh six' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the
Rebirth, don't cut out my
I purp pounds, that's down for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the when the sunrise
I one down and the rest goin' for the high

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

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

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

I got houses in different continents,
I did my trips in London, remember that?
Fuck is wrong wit

I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the ruling
Bricks up like cars at a funeral
I'm hard white, so I never twurk, touch and bust
My workers on the block, so the work ain't gotta touch

My money come in stacks and I know 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 phone

Connects so sweet and I'm dealin' wit tha
They from 'cross the water
Masked, to my Europeans
Supplyin', towns, little counters in the projects
Tryna double my money up, leave the block wit a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And ya bank account? Shit, that's my fare
Residue on my clothes, call it
I can it like 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 I came from a farm, man

I got them 4 the high
And the purp by the
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 cars for the
Nigga, is wrong wit you?

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

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

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