Luyện nghe bài hát Brick

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

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

Hit me with a brick of flakey shit
That jump back quick from one-two-five to
I'm on the mix
The need a fix
Don't no shit
Just hit me with a
Thats if holding
big figure
i'm like Nolan
Boomin' Newman in the fast lane zoomin
I need a new cuss mine just blew, man.