Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

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

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

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

Zone six polar bears see summer
It's all year cuz the birds fly under
Ninety 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, tan bricks
hit a lick, for fifty more bricks
Ballin' a bitch, with all these bricks

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

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

So bricks, I can build my own apartment
Ya better a check, ya come in my department
Yes I em' down and I sell em' whole
Try me watch ya whole crew 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 bricks got me feelin' real cautious

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

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

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

Know what that The shit free
That none for him, and more for me
I took somethin', I'm gutta
trust me dog, this that North Memphis shit

Old school, new
choppas just in case
They go to war bricks
Aka my best
Twenty eight rims call 'em grown men

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

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

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