Luyện nghe bài hát The High

[Dame + Parlae]
How rich niggaz wanna be? (Franchize!)
You be a millionaire? (D-F-B...Bitch!)
You wanna be a (10 Hoe!)
Nigga you wanna be what I be...(10 Hoe!)
I be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

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

Dash]
Nigga I fuckin hustle, I get money!
I can get doin anything!

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

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

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

On the hill wit that from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I nigga's order
you nigga's wanna order?
06' Nino Brown, the temp into the carter
Rebirth! cut out my four-ways
I stash purp pounds, that's down for the 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 for the 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
hustla's recognize other real hustla's
That's why I'm wit em, Hey!

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

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

Man]
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the general
Bricks up like, 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 come in (Stacks)
And I know 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 it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp phone
Connects so (Sweet)
And I'm dealin wit tha
They come cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans'
Supplyin', whole towns, counters, in the projects
Tryna double my up, leave the block, wit a profit
For you nigga's that to pop (Pop)
You know I got them too
Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I call this tha Franchize!

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

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

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

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

Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get some of that 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 when the slow (Show's slow)
I cook extra (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some dough (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, it's Texaco (Texaco)
I can make it get stiff, like people
Keep my workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater (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 it like my....
I the dope like Tina, And I beat it like 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 bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the 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, fuck is wrong wit you?!?

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

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