Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

Getting
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 dead

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause offerin' jobs
Bricks build, buildings build, build neighborhoods
ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was
Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me that I was flippin'
college went out of his dollar pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have but college tickets

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

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

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

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

(It's one way out)

Nine years old, lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, held my gun
First I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' bricks for the 16
Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' for 16
I was 17 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a 8 grams 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 talkin' bricks, no jump
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

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