Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply nobody offerin' jobs
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a or a Davis shirt
to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me that I was flippin'
This college out of his dollar pension
Cause 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college tickets

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

bricks it's all them niggas talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now

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

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

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

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, my first gun
First I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó gave me my (now)
16, them bricks for the 16
Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' for 16
I was 17 ridin in that Lexus on
18 and 19 payin 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, learn how to nigga
I'm talkin' bricks, no jump
I'm talkin' work, no clocks!

But niggas tryna hold my head and work this out
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna this house
Mama told me if I my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks it's all them talkin bout
bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now