Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks Ounces Dueces

bricks ounces deuces, my traffic stupid,
should hit a nigga phone if you for dem cookies.
bricks ounces, dueces, right hand stupid. Swing my front door and its ounces dueces. (x2)

I a 62, and it did numbers,
Chef salad pockets on cucumber.
lookin for dem chickens hit a nigga number.
First degree murder if that wasnt workin.

Ima keep it 100 got more chickens than
but only serve a few coz this nigga workin,
Standin on the stove smokin big of purple,
pyrex vision made my into a circle.

on my tail so i had to tighten my circle,
cut a couple niggas coz them niggas like suckas,
But im boulder crest, some sun valley muscle, and i work too hard to get played by a busta!

(chorus x2)

36, all is lips, it to lip but it ran so quick,
needle, man my money so long,
Glass house, house so hit a nigga phone,

Trap doin numbers man my is goin ham,
get the coupe watch, the J a whole gram,
in the hood as the fuckin brick man,
gingerbread, gingerbread, yay tan.

Distribute that glass and the chick ran,
mouthpeice, Trillionare hand,
Splash that warm watch that bitch do grams,
i dont do no whip, im the straight man.

Workin 6 phones and im off in these things,
Bricks, ounces, of pure cocain.
Workin 6 cell and im off in these things,
Bricks, ounces, deuces of cocain.

(Chorus x2)