Luyện nghe bài hát Brick Intentions

Bricks is ugly! ya blunts up, with the '89
Bricks is partying, dub 80 bombs
Gilla House here, we bout to out
Hittin' your halfway house to (?) out
a lot of gangsters and a lot of freaks
That turn any beef into potted meat
Chilltown, Illtown, to New Brunswick!
I bring it back like your day of tounge kiss
looking good, all two of y'all
You fuck bitches? Let's get it on!
I'm like Marvin Gaye, I'm still
my car where Garden State Mall is
Took the jewlery, minx, and the
Roll up in Macy's, the cashier
I know you like it hot, why I keep it hot
So how the fuck, could you not want a of Doc?

We don't give a fuck, cause we just drink and smoke and straight Coastin'
Bitches, shakin', ass in motion, psycho, outlaw, smoker,
Got a cup? Raise it up! Got a Blaze it up!
yo chick? What's yo chick? On these nuts!
All I really know is that House is some crazy niggaz
We ain't playin', what I'm sayin'? (Shout out to Dr.Dre!)

Yo, soon as the close
I'm at the back do' strapped wit' a Haxso, and a Fo'
My niggaz gassed up, quick to blast up, similar to
Got chickens in the Bricks they ass up
on the block tryin' to get after us
What'd you think nigga? I ain't come
With a big grip in my underwear
Hit 'em up, 'em up, head 'em out
had your turn, Red is up
Don't be shy now, we hustle at it
You know a party ain't a 'less Bricks at it
Get a mic to the Doc and get it crackin'
lose focus, we keep stackin'
Def Sqaud in it, snuck the Mac in
Keith Murray in the back, chain (x4)