Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause offerin' jobs
Bricks build, build, houses build neighborhoods
Better than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was
Tryna see my gang and made me wish that I was flippin'
This college went out of his dollar
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't nothing but college tickets

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

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

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

Look, niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause celebrities only bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting from whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get weight
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
Can't shoot, dribble, can't rap
Young nigga have no options

From a brick, to a stone, feed for my homie
the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to dough
Turning head with yo whip, Is it what you did?
If a is a brick from a brick you can build
a brick to a stone, got a feign for a homie
Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a
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
time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' bricks for the 16
I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 in that Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a 8 grams divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that mean you it now
And if you don't, learn how to divide
I'm bricks, no jump shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

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