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 made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)

blowed
Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I move 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 a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply nobody offerin' jobs
Bricks build, build, houses build neighborhoods
ripped 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 have nothing but tickets

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

Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin' bout
Bricks bricks all them niggas thinkin' bout
Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta 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 that did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas that's

Look, niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting those from 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 don't have no conscience
shoot, can't dribble, can't rap
Young nigga have no options

a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my homie
From the powder, to power, and the power turn to dough
Turning head with yo whip, Is it worth 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 to a home
Turn the powder, power, and the power turn to hoes
If a brick is a brick, to a brick you can

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, feds lookin' for my
10 or 11, held my gun
First time I heard bricks, I was construction
Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó gave me my (now)
16, them bricks for the 16
Course I'm bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 payin over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you know that mean you noticed 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 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 them niggas talkin
Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas thinkin
Little on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now