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 made of (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 through, are the few niggas that's dead

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin'
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than into a baller or a Davis shirt
to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and whippin' me wish that I was flippin'
college went 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 (tryna build this house)
told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to these words all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout
Bricks it's 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 did and a few niggas that still
And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got to say
Cause local only bout a brick away
If you still em he getting those from whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, get some weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see your
And you weekend shoppin', people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't 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, to power, and the power turn to dough
Turning head with yo whip, Is it what you did?
If a brick is a brick a brick 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, into power, and the power turn to
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
First time I bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my plug from 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 in that Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a thousand 8 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you what that mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to divide
I'm bricks, no jump shots
I'm talkin' work, no clocks!

But them niggas tryna hold my head and work out
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this
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 it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin bout
bricks it's all them niggas thinkin bout
Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now