Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

From a brick to a stone, does a feign a soul? (Oh, Oh)
As a kid need a goal, the powder's of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to
Cop a and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs
Bricks build, build, houses build neighborhoods
Better than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was
Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish I was flippin'
This went out of his dollar pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you have nothing but college tickets

But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna this out)
Countin' numbers up in my head build this house (tryna build this house)
Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep words all up out my mouth

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

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

Look, little niggas will shoot you, got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting those whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you so patient, come get some weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see progress
And you weekend shoppin', show people no problem
I can see the problem, you nigga have no conscience
Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap
Young nigga don't no options

From a brick, to a stone, tryna for my homie
From the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to
Turning head with yo whip, Is it what you did?
If a brick is a brick from a brick you can
From a brick to a stone, got a for a homie
Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a
Turn the powder, into power, and the power to hoes
If a is a brick, to a brick you can throw

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, feds lookin' for my
10 or 11, my first 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
Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you know what that mean you it now
And if you don't, how to divide nigga
I'm talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm talkin' work, no clocks!

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