Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

Getting
Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I move no dope
But I do know, a few niggas 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 tryna to
Cop a brick and cause nobody offerin' jobs
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' made me 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 and work this out (tryna work this out)
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna this house (tryna build this house)
Mama told me if I my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these words all up out my

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

getting 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, little niggas will shoot you, got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities only bout a 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 have no conscience
shoot, can't dribble, can't rap
Young nigga don't have no

From a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my
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
From a brick to a stone, got a feign for a
Turn 2 into 4, reef to a home
Turn the powder, into power, and the power to hoes
If a brick is a brick, to a brick you can

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, my first gun
First I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' them for the 16
Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 payin over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you what that mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, how to divide nigga
I'm talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

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