Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

From a brick to a stone, does a feign a soul? (Oh, Oh)
As a kid need a goal, the powder's made of (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 that did and a few niggas that
And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas dead

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

But them niggas tryna hold my head and 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 I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep words all up out my mouth

bricks it's all them niggas talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas thinkin'
Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now

Studio blowed
Thinkin' I'm so that 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 niggas that's through, are the few that's dead

Look, niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local only bout a brick away
If you still em he getting those from whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some
Sneaker boxes, you can see your
And you weekend shoppin', show people no people
I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no
shoot, can't dribble, can't rap
Young nigga don't no options

From a brick, to a stone, tryna for my homie
From the powder, turn to power, and the turn to dough
Turning with yo whip, Is it worth what you did?
If a brick is a brick a brick you can build
a brick to a stone, got a feign for a homie
Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a
Turn the powder, 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, held my gun
time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' bricks 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 over 20
And a thousand 8 grams 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 talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all them talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin bout
Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now