Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

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

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

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

Zone six polar bears see summer
It's winter all cuz the birds fly under
Ninety five Air Max 'cause I'm a runna'
I'm ballin' like an athlete but got no It's

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

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

I'm a waitress in the trap I got somethin' to serve
That's sixteen bars, same price for a
What you need, a bird or a couple
I'm on Ave, you know my side of town

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

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

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

Bricks, six zips, that's a whole chick
Wanna bad bitch? have bricks
Yeah, that sense, yeah, I make hits
But I still 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, tell him he got

Know what that mean? The free
That mean none for him, and for me
I took somethin', I'm gutta
Don't trust me dog, this that Memphis shit

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

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

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

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