Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

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

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

The pack in and I'm
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 never see summer
It's winter all cuz the birds fly under
five Air Max 'cause I'm a dope runna'
I'm ballin' an athlete but got no jumper It's

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

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

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

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

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

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

Know what that mean? The shit
That mean for him, and more for me
I took somethin', I'm bitch
Don't trust me dog, this North Memphis shit

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

Dope stepped on, call it child
I got that Shady, we call it Eight Mile
I'm from Memphis, Watkins and Brown
Gotti Street, and nigga that's my house

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

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