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)

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, clockin' and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody jobs
Bricks build, buildings build, 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 college went out of his pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but tickets

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

Studio 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 that still
And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

Look, little niggas shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities only bout a away
If you whip em he getting those from whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see your
And you shoppin', show people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't 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, turn to power, and the turn to dough
Turning head with yo whip, Is it worth you did?
If a is a brick from a brick you can build
From a brick to a stone, got a feign for a
Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a
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)

years old, feds lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, held my gun
time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó 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 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 payin nothing 20
And a thousand 8 grams 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 talkin' bricks, no 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 me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep words all up out my mouth

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