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 trillionaire

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 doin' anything

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Connects so sweet and I'm wit tha Carribeans
come from 'cross the water
Masked, to my Europeans
Supplyin', whole towns, little in the projects
double my money up, leave the block wit a profit

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

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

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

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

Jones, Capo, Dipset, them niggas I'm 'bout this
Spillin' champagne, all over Vision's
Like fuck it, tell Alex keep the rollin'
I'm drunk blowin' weed wit the pistols showin'

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

Seven Jeans saggin', fitted cap and my tee
The foreign cars got eyes poppin'
And you can see the stars when the ride

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

Put the whip game on it, get some dough
Keep the pullin' up like it's Texaco
I can it get stiff 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 like Tina

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

I got bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the
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 day of the week
And two cars for the weekends
Nigga, is wrong wit you?

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

Fuck is wrong wit y'all,
I can sell whatever I wanna
I done sold music, that shit was easy
Started and sold it

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