Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Rims 4bricks

[Dame Dash +
How rich y'all 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 be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

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

[Dame
Nigga I hustle, nigga I get money!
I can get money anything!

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

Dash]
Nigga I really do my
of fuckin hustlers are y'all?

yeah...
I'm in that tip (Tip)
And my home
an ounce of that kush (Kush)
In my john jones
I got the for the low (Low)
From smokin optimos
make 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 that man, I a fo, a duece)
It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them

On the hill wit shit from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I nigga's order
what you wanna order?
06' Brown, flip the temp into the carter
Rebirth! cut out my four-ways
I stash pounds, that's down for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the trap when the
I break one down, and the rest for the high

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

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

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

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

[Jizzal
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 even gotta touch
My come in stacks (Stacks)
And I just how to get it man
A low profile, might be ridin a Civic man
You'll know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp
so sweet (Sweet)
And I'm wit tha curribeans'
They come cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans'
Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the
Tryna double my money up, the block, wit a profit
For you nigga's like to pop (Pop)
You know I got them too
Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like wheels fool
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I call shit tha Franchize!

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

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

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

[Jim
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! Them know I'm bout this (ByrdGang!)
Spillin champagne, all Vision's Couches (Ballin!)
Like fuck it, tell alex keep the cris' (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin drunk blowin weed wit the 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 they like me (Like Me)
Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm to death!)
The cars got they eyes poppin' (Daammnn....)
And you can see the stars when the droppin

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

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

Dash]
You see how I get down wit the get
I got a car for everyday of the week
And two other for the weekends, nigga fuck is wrong wit you?!?

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

Dash]
Fuck is wrong wit y'all, nigga I can whatever I wanna sell!!
I done sold 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 that shit, sold my for Thirty Million!!!
And let's watch what the fuck is be now!!!