Brick After Brick Godfather of Harlem (Ft. Fabolous & Westside Gunn)

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Brick After Brick" от Godfather of Harlem (Ft. Fabolous & Westside Gunn). Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Intro: Westside Gunn, Swizz Beatz]
Damn, right
Ayo (So, woo!)
Ayo

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
We started off with the vase, all black
Laying in the bushes, had to wait for him
Triple beam scales look swell, we had eights on him
Undercover Valentino with the space on it
Who them dope dealers in them four-door GTs?
Break off the roof with the AR-15 (Boom!)
Fifty shots later I was feelin' much greater
Bodies droppin', this shit was like a lay up
You ain't never sold double ups until you came up
Gianni plates, seven grams on the razor (Woo!)
Free Sly, they gave my nigga life in the wakе up
Kiss machine gun in his casket, pray he wakе up
You ain't never piss Ace on a wake up (No!)
Ayo, a hunnid K, all drug money out at Art Basel
Took the ski mask off so you know who shot you
Everything designer, hope [?] making body bags
[?]
[?] suitcase look like karate class

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick
Brick after brick, brick after brick