Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

It's ya boy yo
Chea, Mane the flare
My nigga in here
on the beat nigga
And its' a street nigga
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 chick
bad bitch? Gotta have bricks
Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I hits
But I still bricks

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

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

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

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? Gotta have
Yeah, make sense, yeah, I make hits
But I still bricks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bricks, all bricks
Off white bricks, tan bricks
Just hit a lick, for fifty bricks
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 hits
But I still take