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)

blowed
Thinkin' I'm so 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, clockin' and tryna to survive
Cop a and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better than turned into a baller 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 went out of his pension
after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college tickets

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

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

Studio getting
Thinkin' I'm so 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 through, are the few niggas that's dead

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

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

(It's one way out)

Nine old, feds lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, my first gun
First time I bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó gave me my (now)
16, them bricks for the 16
Course I'm bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that Lexus on
18 and 19 payin over 20
And a thousand 8 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that mean you it now
And if you don't, how to divide nigga
I'm bricks, no jump shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

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