Bricks 4 The High Lyrics
| Song | Bricks 4 The High |
| Artist | Dem Franchize Boyz |
| Artist | Jim Jones |
| Artist | Damon Dash |
| Album | On Top Of Our Game |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gleaton, Jones, Leverette ... | |
| (Dame Dash + Parlae) | |
| How rich y'all niggaz wanna be? (Franchize!) | |
| You wanna be a millionaire? (D-F-B...Bitch!) | |
| You wanna be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!) | |
| Nigga you wanna be what I wanna be...(10 Hoe!) | |
| I wanna be a ****in trillionaire! (10 Hoe) | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| Nigga I ****in hustle, nigga I get money! | |
| I can get money doin anything! | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| Nigga I really do my thing | |
| Kind of ****in hustlers are y'all? | |
| (Buddie) | |
| yeah... | |
| I'm posted in that tip (Tip) | |
| And my homeboy home | |
| Blew an ounce of that kush (Kush) | |
| In my sean john jones | |
| I got the mild for the low (Low) | |
| From smokin plenty optimos | |
| Tryna make a quick flip, like my patna Maceo | |
| I'm shinin on my haters, signin deals so I'm a paaaa... | |
| Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... | |
| (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) | |
| It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's | |
| (Pimpin') | |
| On the hill wit that shit from a custom border | |
| Two gram, fifties, do the math for a quarter (For a Quarter??) | |
| That's one, I fulfill nigga's order | |
| what you nigga's wanna order? | |
| 06' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the carter | |
| Rebirth! don't cut out my four-ways | |
| I stash purp pounds, that's down for the drop days | |
| And for my pay, I hit the trap when the sunrise | |
| I break one down, and the rest goin for the high | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| Now see I like the shit these niggaz is talkin | |
| Real hustla's recognize other real hustla's | |
| That's why I'm ****in wit em, Hey! | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| I got houses in different continents nigga! | |
| Nigga I did my trips in London, remember that? | |
| **** is wrong wit ya'll?!? | |
| (Jizzal Man) | |
| I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the ruling general | |
| Bricks lined up like, cars at a funeral | |
| I'm working hard white, So I never twurk, touch and bust | |
| My workers on the block, So the work ain't even gotta touch | |
| My money come in stacks (Stacks) | |
| And I know just how to get it man | |
| A low profile, might be ridin a Honda Civic man | |
| You'll never know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes | |
| I move it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp phone | |
| Connects so sweet (Sweet) | |
| And I'm dealin wit tha curribeans' | |
| They come from cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans' | |
| Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the projects | |
| Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit | |
| For you nigga's that like to pop (Pop) | |
| You know I got them pills too | |
| Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool | |
| This shit don't stop, I move this work clockwise | |
| I got my own bizness, I call this shit tha Franchize! | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash + Jim Jones) | |
| Nigga's get a million dollars and think they gettin it? (Harlem!) | |
| Nigga I made my first million when I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..) | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Jim Jones) | |
| Ugh....Jones, Capo! | |
| Dipset! Them nigga's know I'm bout this (ByrdGang!) | |
| Spillin champagne, all over Vision's Couches (Ballin!) | |
| Like **** it, tell alex keep the cris' rollin (Keep it Rollin!) | |
| I'm gettin drunk blowin weed wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!) | |
| Spendin a couple K's up in Stroker's (Right...) | |
| Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the roster's (The Fast Life!) | |
| I'm so icy, and I think they like me (Like Me) | |
| Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm Fresh to death!) | |
| The foreign cars got they eyes poppin' (Daammnn....) | |
| And you can see the stars when the ride droppin | |
| (Parlae) | |
| Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!) | |
| Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!) | |
| I got more crack than a curb, **** wit me! (Westside! Aye **** wit me) | |
| I'm iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo | |
| And when the show's slow (Show's slow) | |
| I cook extra blow (Extra blow) | |
| Put the whip game on it, get some extra dough (Extra Dough) | |
| Keep the cars pullin up, like it's Texaco (Texaco) | |
| I can make it get stiff, like dead people | |
| Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater (Egg Beater) | |
| And ya bank account? shit, that's my pocket fare (Pocket Fare) | |
| Residue on my clothes, call it Roc-A-Wear (Roc-A-Wear) | |
| I can beat it like my.... | |
| I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it like I.... | |
| And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the lawn-man | |
| I ride around wit chickens like I came from a farm man | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| You see how I get down wit the get down | |
| Nigga I got a car for everyday of the week | |
| And two other cars for the weekends, nigga **** is wrong wit you?!? | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I'm posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| (Dame Dash) | |
| **** is wrong wit y'all, nigga I can sell whatever I wanna sell!! | |
| I done sold mutha****in music, that shit was easy!! | |
| Started Roc-A-Fella and sold it!! | |
| I can get money in fashion, that shit was nuthin!! | |
| In five years I started that shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!! | |
| And let's watch what the **** is gonna be now!!! |
| zuo qu : Gleaton, Jones, Leverette ... | |
| Dame Dash Parlae | |
| How rich y' all niggaz wanna be? Franchize! | |
| You wanna be a millionaire? DFB... Bitch! | |
| You wanna be a billionaire? 10 Hoe! | |
| Nigga you wanna be what I wanna be... 10 Hoe! | |
| I wanna be a in trillionaire! 10 Hoe | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Nigga I in hustle, nigga I get money! | |
| I can get money doin anything! | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Nigga I really do my thing | |
| Kind of in hustlers are y' all? | |
| Buddie | |
| yeah... | |
| I' m posted in that tip Tip | |
| And my homeboy home | |
| Blew an ounce of that kush Kush | |
| In my sean john jones | |
| I got the mild for the low Low | |
| From smokin plenty optimos | |
| Tryna make a quick flip, like my patna Maceo | |
| I' m shinin on my haters, signin deals so I' m a paaaa... | |
| Twenty G' s on the chain, and I' m still worth a couple blocks.... | |
| all that man, I need a fo, a duece | |
| It started in that temp, flippin mid' s by them OZ' s | |
| Pimpin' | |
| On the hill wit that shit from a custom border | |
| Two gram, fifties, do the math for a quarter For a Quarter?? | |
| That' s one, I fulfill nigga' s order | |
| what you nigga' s wanna order? | |
| 06' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the carter | |
| Rebirth! don' t cut out my fourways | |
| I stash purp pounds, that' s down for the drop days | |
| And for my pay, I hit the trap when the sunrise | |
| I break one down, and the rest goin for the high | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Now see I like the shit these niggaz is talkin | |
| Real hustla' s recognize other real hustla' s | |
| That' s why I' m in wit em, Hey! | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down | |
| Dame Dash | |
| I got houses in different continents nigga! | |
| Nigga I did my trips in London, remember that? | |
| is wrong wit ya' ll?!? | |
| Jizzal Man | |
| I' m the boss of my own shit, I' m the ruling general | |
| Bricks lined up like, cars at a funeral | |
| I' m working hard white, So I never twurk, touch and bust | |
| My workers on the block, So the work ain' t even gotta touch | |
| My money come in stacks Stacks | |
| And I know just how to get it man | |
| A low profile, might be ridin a Honda Civic man | |
| You' ll never know it' s me, but a nigga got the work holmes | |
| I move it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp phone | |
| Connects so sweet Sweet | |
| And I' m dealin wit tha curribeans' | |
| They come from cross the water, maskedtaped to my europeans' | |
| Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the projects | |
| Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit | |
| For you nigga' s that like to pop Pop | |
| You know I got them pills too | |
| Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool | |
| This shit don' t stop, I move this work clockwise | |
| I got my own bizness, I call this shit tha Franchize! | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash Jim Jones | |
| Nigga' s get a million dollars and think they gettin it? Harlem! | |
| Nigga I made my first million when I was a teenager Dipset! Byrdgang.. | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Jim Jones | |
| Ugh.... Jones, Capo! | |
| Dipset! Them nigga' s know I' m bout this ByrdGang! | |
| Spillin champagne, all over Vision' s Couches Ballin! | |
| Like it, tell alex keep the cris' rollin Keep it Rollin! | |
| I' m gettin drunk blowin weed wit the pistols showin' Watch Em! | |
| Spendin a couple K' s up in Stroker' s Right... | |
| Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the roster' s The Fast Life! | |
| I' m so icy, and I think they like me Like Me | |
| Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee I' m Fresh to death! | |
| The foreign cars got they eyes poppin' Daammnn.... | |
| And you can see the stars when the ride droppin | |
| Parlae | |
| Aye Jim Jones, What' s Hattninnin! | |
| Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele What' s Hattninnin! | |
| I got more crack than a curb, wit me! Westside! Aye wit me | |
| I' m iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo | |
| And when the show' s slow Show' s slow | |
| I cook extra blow Extra blow | |
| Put the whip game on it, get some extra dough Extra Dough | |
| Keep the cars pullin up, like it' s Texaco Texaco | |
| I can make it get stiff, like dead people | |
| Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater Egg Beater | |
| And ya bank account? shit, that' s my pocket fare Pocket Fare | |
| Residue on my clothes, call it RocAWear RocAWear | |
| I can beat it like my.... | |
| I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it like I.... | |
| And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the lawnman | |
| I ride around wit chickens like I came from a farm man | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| You see how I get down wit the get down | |
| Nigga I got a car for everyday of the week | |
| And two other cars for the weekends, nigga is wrong wit you?!? | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| is wrong wit y' all, nigga I can sell whatever I wanna sell!! | |
| I done sold mutha in music, that shit was easy!! | |
| Started RocAFella and sold it!! | |
| I can get money in fashion, that shit was nuthin!! | |
| In five years I started that shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!! | |
| And let' s watch what the is gonna be now!!! |
| zuò qǔ : Gleaton, Jones, Leverette ... | |
| Dame Dash Parlae | |
| How rich y' all niggaz wanna be? Franchize! | |
| You wanna be a millionaire? DFB... Bitch! | |
| You wanna be a billionaire? 10 Hoe! | |
| Nigga you wanna be what I wanna be... 10 Hoe! | |
| I wanna be a in trillionaire! 10 Hoe | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Nigga I in hustle, nigga I get money! | |
| I can get money doin anything! | |
| I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Nigga I really do my thing | |
| Kind of in hustlers are y' all? | |
| Buddie | |
| yeah... | |
| I' m posted in that tip Tip | |
| And my homeboy home | |
| Blew an ounce of that kush Kush | |
| In my sean john jones | |
| I got the mild for the low Low | |
| From smokin plenty optimos | |
| Tryna make a quick flip, like my patna Maceo | |
| I' m shinin on my haters, signin deals so I' m a paaaa... | |
| Twenty G' s on the chain, and I' m still worth a couple blocks.... | |
| all that man, I need a fo, a duece | |
| It started in that temp, flippin mid' s by them OZ' s | |
| Pimpin' | |
| On the hill wit that shit from a custom border | |
| Two gram, fifties, do the math for a quarter For a Quarter?? | |
| That' s one, I fulfill nigga' s order | |
| what you nigga' s wanna order? | |
| 06' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the carter | |
| Rebirth! don' t cut out my fourways | |
| I stash purp pounds, that' s down for the drop days | |
| And for my pay, I hit the trap when the sunrise | |
| I break one down, and the rest goin for the high | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| Now see I like the shit these niggaz is talkin | |
| Real hustla' s recognize other real hustla' s | |
| That' s why I' m in wit em, Hey! | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down | |
| Dame Dash | |
| I got houses in different continents nigga! | |
| Nigga I did my trips in London, remember that? | |
| is wrong wit ya' ll?!? | |
| Jizzal Man | |
| I' m the boss of my own shit, I' m the ruling general | |
| Bricks lined up like, cars at a funeral | |
| I' m working hard white, So I never twurk, touch and bust | |
| My workers on the block, So the work ain' t even gotta touch | |
| My money come in stacks Stacks | |
| And I know just how to get it man | |
| A low profile, might be ridin a Honda Civic man | |
| You' ll never know it' s me, but a nigga got the work holmes | |
| I move it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp phone | |
| Connects so sweet Sweet | |
| And I' m dealin wit tha curribeans' | |
| They come from cross the water, maskedtaped to my europeans' | |
| Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the projects | |
| Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit | |
| For you nigga' s that like to pop Pop | |
| You know I got them pills too | |
| Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool | |
| This shit don' t stop, I move this work clockwise | |
| I got my own bizness, I call this shit tha Franchize! | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash Jim Jones | |
| Nigga' s get a million dollars and think they gettin it? Harlem! | |
| Nigga I made my first million when I was a teenager Dipset! Byrdgang.. | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Jim Jones | |
| Ugh.... Jones, Capo! | |
| Dipset! Them nigga' s know I' m bout this ByrdGang! | |
| Spillin champagne, all over Vision' s Couches Ballin! | |
| Like it, tell alex keep the cris' rollin Keep it Rollin! | |
| I' m gettin drunk blowin weed wit the pistols showin' Watch Em! | |
| Spendin a couple K' s up in Stroker' s Right... | |
| Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the roster' s The Fast Life! | |
| I' m so icy, and I think they like me Like Me | |
| Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee I' m Fresh to death! | |
| The foreign cars got they eyes poppin' Daammnn.... | |
| And you can see the stars when the ride droppin | |
| Parlae | |
| Aye Jim Jones, What' s Hattninnin! | |
| Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele What' s Hattninnin! | |
| I got more crack than a curb, wit me! Westside! Aye wit me | |
| I' m iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo | |
| And when the show' s slow Show' s slow | |
| I cook extra blow Extra blow | |
| Put the whip game on it, get some extra dough Extra Dough | |
| Keep the cars pullin up, like it' s Texaco Texaco | |
| I can make it get stiff, like dead people | |
| Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater Egg Beater | |
| And ya bank account? shit, that' s my pocket fare Pocket Fare | |
| Residue on my clothes, call it RocAWear RocAWear | |
| I can beat it like my.... | |
| I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it like I.... | |
| And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the lawnman | |
| I ride around wit chickens like I came from a farm man | |
| Chorus | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| You see how I get down wit the get down | |
| Nigga I got a car for everyday of the week | |
| And two other cars for the weekends, nigga is wrong wit you?!? | |
| I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound | |
| I' m posted on the block til the sun go down.... | |
| Dame Dash | |
| is wrong wit y' all, nigga I can sell whatever I wanna sell!! | |
| I done sold mutha in music, that shit was easy!! | |
| Started RocAFella and sold it!! | |
| I can get money in fashion, that shit was nuthin!! | |
| In five years I started that shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!! | |
| And let' s watch what the is gonna be now!!! |
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