Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

From a brick to a stone, does a feign have a (Oh, Oh)
As a kid need a goal, the made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)

blowed
Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't no dope
But I do know, a few niggas did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that's through, are the few that's dead

So fuck a 9 to 5, clockin' and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin'
Bricks build, buildings build, houses neighborhoods
Better ripped than into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was
Tryna see my gang and whippin' me wish that I was flippin'
This went out of his dollar pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college

But niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna work this out)
Countin' numbers up in my tryna build this house (tryna build this house)
Mama told me if I made my bed then I lay down
But I never seem to keep these all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout
bricks it's all them niggas talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all them thinkin' bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now

getting blowed
Thinkin' I'm so glad I can rap cause I can't move no dope
But I do know, a few that did and a few niggas that still
And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

Look, little niggas shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities only a brick away
If you still whip em he those from whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you so patient, come get some weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see progress
And you shoppin', show people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga have no conscience
Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap
nigga don't have no options

From a brick, to a stone, feed for my homie
From the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to
Turning head yo whip, Is it worth what you did?
If a brick is a brick from a you can build
a brick to a stone, got a feign for a homie
Turn 2 into 4, reef to a home
the powder, into power, and the power turn to hoes
If a brick is a brick, to a you can throw

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, feds lookin' for my
10 or 11, my first gun
First time I heard bricks, I was thinking
Until my 'migo plug Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' them for the 16
Course I'm bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 payin nothing 20
And a thousand 8 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to nigga
I'm bricks, no jump shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

But them niggas tryna hold my and work this out
Countin' numbers up in my tryna build this house
Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down
But I seem to keep these words all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks it's all them talkin bout
bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now