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legs in the air
She want her hair pulled spank her derriere
We interrupted by a phone call
By Joe the player
That boy tell me he got big bricks for sale

I been switching lanes with the shit
came into the game with the brick 
Had to break it down into pieces 
Leonardo 
Mona Lisas
I just want to fly

north trips
SKS in the Dolce trench (Brr)
Dice game, mink to the floor, throwin' trips
Throwin' bricks
Bring me back eighty by the fifth
Uh, look, jet

a shooter, that nigga just Rick Fox
I'm by the bricks, I'm uptop
All kinds of drugs, one-stop shop
I fetch the racks and I'm leaving her jaw lock
I knock that

This room is dark
So dark my pupils are dilating
It's not that I can't see but I'm seeing way too many things
Bricks around my feet
From all this

from the bottom, my neck got frostbite
My belt is by Fendi, my shoes is by Off White
We got the clean dope, shit be off-white
Ran up my racks, I got big

Stars on my feet spent a thou' on these kicks
No bricks allowed, we don't really fuck with keys
Blues all we see, we must have deficiencies
Sunny

Savage Lifestyle

The Game

1992

2016

where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Running through

test?
And the winner is, not that thinner kid
Bandanas, tattoos, my fist never bruise
Land still cruise, Frank White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet

of the pussy club, so mine
Getting bricks by the G's, fittin' to rain and shine
Then head to another one, headless flyin'
What up to the DJ, straight

a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can

(Wop)

Like the Grinch
uh
It's Wop (J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)

I'm Mr. Claus, I'm givin' bricks out on consignment
I feel like

Drug Dealers Anonymous

Jay-Z

Drug Dealers Anonymous

Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick

Royalty

Cam'ron

Code of the Streets, Vol. 1

2004

a brick back,
Now I'ma move it by day nigga six macks,
And ain't no runnin' off with yay shootin' big straps,
Forty cals, S.k's with no kick back,
Get

Journey think he Beethoven
Play the Keys Beethoven 
White Black Keys Zaytoven
These symphonies Beethoven 
But came from the Bricks in the Nola
Bitch

For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park

straight to the tip top
Me and Petey buss down white up in the zip loc
Stay with a stick and put it on a big glock
On the road to riches we ain't taking no

flows like my fits
Keep some paper wit me because I'm the shit
I'm on the road to get rich
Stepping on niggas kicks white like a brick
Bad lil vibe wit

die
But I survive
You guys can't walk in my shoes
I'm not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds flew by
Coke white like it got blonde
Hair

the bricks, Lil homie
Rest in peace to all the folks killed
Blood in the streets and I feel that for real
My emotions went numb
But, I feel that for real
I feel

tryna to get rich I ain’t tryna get by 
I was trapping out the bricks I was tryna get fly
Young nigga making flips til I’m sick or I die 

Kife don’t sell

Mode
Yuh
Trip to the oz
With the oz
Comfy and cozy
Runt with a rosy
Yellow in og
Brick on the road
Yellow brick road what I see as I smoke all this

rapper cali packer
Brick by brick that's it ima grafter
You see this beat right here it's a slapper
Bar after bar im out on a mazza

Drop that can and hand

They spit in my mouth I just show em my teeth
The hunger was gracious
Refusal to eat
Protest in silence
No
March in the street
I was raised up by