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 powder's made of (Oh, Oh, Oh)

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin'
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis
to say it hurts, I was optimistic
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 have nothing but college tickets

But them niggas tryna hold my head and work out (tryna work this out)
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this (tryna build this house)
told me if I made my bed then 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 bricks it's all them niggas talkin'
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now

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

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

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

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, feds for my moms
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' them 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 thousand 8 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you what that mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to divide
I'm talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm talkin' work, no clocks!

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

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