Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply nobody offerin' jobs
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a baller or a shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was
Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish that I was
college went out of his dollar pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but 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 my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep 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 thinkin' bout
Little niggas on the scene, ain't dream it now

Studio 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 that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got 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 so patient, come get some weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see your
And you weekend shoppin', people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't no conscience
Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap
Young nigga don't no options

From a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my
From the powder, to power, and the power turn to dough
head with 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 feign for a
Turn 2 4, turn reef to a home
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, lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, my first gun
time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from gave me my introduction (now)
16, them bricks for the 16
I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you know what mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to divide
I'm talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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