Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

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

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

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

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

Look, little niggas shoot you, they 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 been so patient, come get some
Sneaker boxes, you can see progress
And you weekend shoppin', show no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no
Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap
Young don't have no options

a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my homie
From the powder, turn to power, and the turn to dough
Turning head with yo whip, Is it worth what you
If a is a brick from a brick you can build
From a brick to a stone, got a for a homie
Turn 2 4, turn reef to a home
Turn the powder, into power, and the 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 time I heard bricks, I was thinking
Until my 'migo plug Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' them for the 16
Course I'm rappin' but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that on 20's
18 and 19 payin nothing 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you know what mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to nigga
I'm talkin' bricks, no jump
I'm work, no punch clocks!

But them niggas tryna hold my head and work out
Countin' numbers up in my tryna build this house
Mama me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I seem to keep these words all up out my mouth

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