Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks Two

Hey man, hey man, yeah go with that man
Just rhymin' here man
Hey go 'head, go get drunk,
Ay, go smoke yo' weed,

Yo, go yo' forty motherfucka
It's Brick dawgs over here
We gon' take it down this, yo, D-Don, Don

It's my nizzle
got issues and a type team that dismiss you
Oh boy, I gets more than ahoy
I got toys that deploy, I aim and destroy

I keeps it in a bonafide skully
I never had a hit but still get props like Nelly
I'm platinum in streets, I got in the streets
And I'm more underground than your concrete

in my hair, gold still in my teeth
Still bringin' the beef if you're me grief
I, it like one-two one-two
Cock my shit back and let off on whole crew

I'm Brick City baby, twenty-four
A project nigga, that's to see heaven
I done ran through hell with gasoline on
I'm the of a hustler and once again it's on

I got money buried in my backyard
I'm like Johnson, they call me D-Don
My so dope when you smoke you nod
And I spit that shit that leave you holy the song

Yo, we from the place they pump out D and steal cars
Kids wild wave at you and you feel large
Like they cut and you got the power to scars
Never 'cause the underground crown is still large

See, I rap for a probably rap 'til I die
If you dope, where you been at? raps is a lie
I'm all real, the one, the raw
Do tour, come home, do a flick for mill'

the hardcore heads on the block would call ill?
Never catch me at the ball out spot with bills
Innovative rapper, in new ways
When I spit niggaz cough up blood for two

Never me with material girls, they fugaz'
Rather bounce a short chicken head in blue shades
'Til the day I'm rich Bruce Wayne
I'ma raps like pimps blew game

Ridin' through your block six new chains on
Pullin' over, droppin'
No doubt, I got it locked Sanford Ave. to Station
Chancellor to a thousand men waitin'

Jersey that's
(Whassup, yo?)
You heard me the Dutch
(Smokin' weed)
Rock on what the fuck
(What the fuck?)
that's whassup, Brick City

Jersey whassup
(Whassup, yo?)
You heard me the Dutch
(Smokin' weed)
on like what the fuck
(What the fuck?)
Jersey that's whassup, Brick

Fuckin' with me is a call out of my crew
try it, I fuckin' roast y'all, you and your co-stars
Next up to bat, I done had of cats
Blast like what the fuck was that?

Roz spit rawness, to state hood streets and block corners
Rhymes hold so much weight, the on us
Lot of niggaz didn't see me last
But I won't stop just slow down like easy

Back up and the R room
Or we brawl worse than cartoons in bar rooms
In my city don't pop they collar
Cats that do, get shot and holla

I'm the B R I C K S
And my squad is hot, any they bless
Any squad that test gon' they death
Ask yourself, do you really need that

Aiyyo, I project my so it's right in the crowd
There's a at the door, no bitin' allowed
Plus the blows that I throw a light in the sound
So whoever want the I'm invitin' them now

Phenomenal shit, spit 'til my split
Plus combined so minds demolish a click
Still burn like Everclear, never fear
With sharp skills so ill they sever ears

Hard to the a hundred proof with no chaser
Scarves and some boots a hundred troops chrome bangers
Now rock with me, I spray with glock fifties
Still when I spit, I flip spock sent me

And never gave a what a rapper grossed
But if they brag and boast clap the toast
Y'all can this, watch me paralyze clicks
And sabotage y'all, I ain't a fan of y'all

Jersey whassup
(Whassup, yo?)
You me light the Dutch
(Smokin' weed)
on like what the fuck
(What the fuck?)
Jersey that's whassup, Brick

that's whassup
(Whassup, yo?)
You me light the Dutch
(Smokin' weed)
on like what the fuck
(What the fuck?)
Jersey that's whassup, Brick

I'm a ass disease, and now I got ya mouth celibate
I'm a descendant of Hannibal's elephants
That's word to mother, them damn jokes is
You gon' run mouth like a motor 'til I fuck up the rotor

It's O again, still runnin', still gunnin'
It's I got a cast-iron dick, I'm still cummin'
that killer shit like you blood raw
And ain't even did ten in the back of a squad car

Be big niggaz to they weak, I'm true to the
Y'all niggaz is half-assed one booty cheek
I'm [Incomprehensible], y'all is Swiss
My camp'll make army pull back like a slipped disc

It be the Bricks with me with them steel rods
It ain't right Shane, Tariq, and Raouf Nayim is involved
I did everything robberies to dope
And just lie about it like it's a big-ass joke

Playin' like kids, I think you want me to you
Ninety-nine on the charts with a ship anchor on ankle
And if you niggaz like what I say
I'm in Newark on Market and Hasley fuckin' day

Brick City muh'fucka, that's the way it go nigga, slow down nigga
Brick City muh'fucka, the way it go down nigga, sip yo' liquor
Yo Brick muh'fucka, that's the way it go down nigga
Slow down nigga, yo Brick muh'fucka