Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

It's ya boy yo
Chea, Gucci the flare
My Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat
And its' a nigga holiday
My Nigga DJ

Bricks, all white
Off white bricks, tan bricks
hit a lick, for fifty more bricks
Ballin' like a bitch, all these bricks

Bricks, thirty six zips, that's a chick
Wanna bad bitch? Gotta bricks
Yeah, that sense, yeah, I make hits
But I still bricks

So icy CEO, I'm a with the snow
They think I'm puttin' VVS in the coke
My watch a cool hundred, a cold twenty
And after flip I'm quittin' the trap cold turkey, sike

The in and I'm workin'
season in, charged ya ass a whole thirty
But now you can get it for a low number
The fish scale white, same my hummer

Zone six polar bears never see
It's winter all year cuz the fly under
Ninety five Air Max 'cause I'm a dope
I'm ballin' like an athlete but got no It's

Bricks, all white
Off white bricks, light tan
Just hit a lick, for fifty more
Ballin' like a bitch, with all bricks

Bricks, six zips, that's a whole chick
Wanna bad bitch? Gotta have
Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I hits
But I take bricks

I'm like a waitress in the I got somethin' to serve
sixteen bars, same price for a bird
What you need, a or a couple pounds?
I'm on Cleveland Ave, you know my side of

So bricks, I can build my own apartment
Ya better a check, when ya come in my
Yes I break em' down and I em' whole
Try me watch ya crew fall like some dominoes

I got a house and a trap car
100,00 off a cap, that's a star
All this smoke got me real nauseous
Ridin' with them bricks got me real cautious

Bricks, all bricks
Off bricks, light tan bricks
Just hit a lick, for more bricks
Ballin' a bitch, with all these bricks

Bricks, thirty six zips, a whole chick
Wanna bad bitch? Gotta bricks
Yeah, make sense, yeah, I make hits
But I still bricks

Tony Montana, all I have in this
Is my hundred round and my white girl
Oil base bricks, shit to cook
the plug back, tell him he got took

Know what that mean? The shit
That mean none for him, and for me
I somethin', I'm gutta bitch
trust me dog, this that North Memphis shit

Old school, new
Couple choppas in case
They wanna go to war
Aka my best
eight inch rims call 'em grown men

Dope stepped on, it step child
I got that Slim Shady, we call it Eight
I'm from North Memphis, Watkins and
Street, and nigga that's my brick house

Bricks, all bricks
Off white bricks, light tan
Just hit a lick, for more bricks
Ballin' like a bitch, with all these

Bricks, six zips, that's a whole chick
bad bitch? Gotta have bricks
Yeah, that sense, yeah, I make hits
But I take bricks