Luyện nghe bài hát Brick

Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety
The he flip, the quicker the whip
The turbochip, twenty-four inch
glock on the hip in the kitchen the magican watchin him mix
I don't a fuck, somebody pull up in a cement truck
and get some bricks on my lawn, you diggin it up
its been a droute, no doubt, trying to find a new route
Brick-layin a mason out there, what you about?
Grinder, baller, hustler, customers
Money get a hoe-hitter, have him us
From elbows got bank
And all the freshest clothes and all the coke-head hoes

I was born in a dope spot, holdin
Foldin knots, baking soda, bubble hot water and
Learnin watch for the cops, twenty off every hundred, five-hundred is
But my story's untold, it's so out cold
Did all of this shit when I was young
Learned to a gun in my early days
And the only on my mind was getting paid
Twenty-fourseven sittin in a with a mac eleven
Sniff, blow brains out real quickly
The old say you can go to jail for that
I got a scale for that, plus a sale for

Hit me with a of that flakey shit
That jump back from one-two-five to one-five-six
I'm on the mix
The need a fix
Don't talk no
Just hit me with a
Thats if your
big folding
i'm rollin like
Boomin' like Newman in the fast lane
I need a new plug cuss mine blew, man.