Luyện nghe bài hát Brick

Ain't nobody studyin these lil pissy ass lil man
Dat bitch what the fuck going on.. I swear
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I'm the shit Bitch looka dis Gotta brick on my wrist Bitch looka dis
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Bitch talking shit, Big Boy get hit, come through shit get lit
ball on your wrist
That's a yea yea yea yea yea yea
God damnit a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea yea

Thirty-Six Thirty-Six this bitch thick
Brick on my wrist, I talk shit, suck my hoe
Bitch shit change in the bricks with the jits hoe
Licks, after Licks, after Licks, Licks Go
I told the bitch I know what to tell her
shit you talking bout don't add up to a bezel
I get this shit brackin I'm poppin
When nothing in flow put that bitch
She went nothing in flow put that together
If I don't the weather, I change the weather
Get a nigga knocked off if just a feather
Brick on my wrist know I'm better Skoob

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Bitch I'm the shit Bitch looka dis Gotta on my wrist Bitch looka dis
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea

talking shit Big Boy get hit Come through shit gone get lit
Snow on your wrist
That's a yea yea yea yea yea yea

AP a brick, chain cost a brick, Skoob drink a fifth
Flip gone drop six, a hunnid thousand for the ice
for my jewelry you might lose your life
Diamonds hittin, I make like Spike
Bust down ring, but I have no wife
Bricks on me, fair, blocks on me but no Telfair
Ice on me look like
Stack, pray, stay away squares
I to go harder to get some new
Bro you look a glacier from Antarctica
Bitch I'm the shit my bag comes in larger
Box Flippa never ridin da MARTA

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Bitch I'm the shit Bitch looka dis Gotta brick on my Bitch looka dis
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Dis a yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Bitch shit, Big Boy get hit, come through shit gone get lit
ball on your wrist
That's a yea yea yea yea yea yea
That's a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea yea