Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

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

So icy CEO, I'm a fool with the
They think I'm puttin' VVS jewels in the
My watch a cool hundred, Paint-job a cold
And after this flip I'm quittin' the cold turkey, sike

The pack in and I'm
Drought season in, ya ass a whole thirty
But right now you can get it for a low
The fish scale white, same color my

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

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

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

I'm a waitress in the trap 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 of town

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

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

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

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

Montana, all I have in this world
Is my hundred chopper and my white girl
Oil base bricks, hard to cook
Call the plug back, him he got took

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

Old school, new
Couple choppas just in
wanna go to war bricks
Aka my best
Twenty eight inch call 'em grown men

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

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

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