Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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 chick
Wanna bad bitch? have 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 VVS jewels in the coke
My a cool hundred, Paint-job a cold twenty
And after this flip I'm quittin' the trap 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

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

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

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

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

So many bricks, I can my own apartment
Ya a check, when ya come in my department
Yes I break em' and I sell em' whole
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 smoke got me feelin' real nauseous
Ridin' with them bricks got me feelin' real

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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