Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks Two

Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with man
Just rhymin' over man
Hey go 'head, go get drunk,
Ay, go yo' weed, nigga

Yo, go yo' forty motherfucka
It's Brick dawgs over here
We take it down like 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 gully in a bonafide
I ain't never had a hit but still get props like
I'm in streets, I got love in the streets
And I'm underground than your basement concrete

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

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

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

Yo, we from the place where pump out D and steal cars
Kids wild wave at you and smile you feel
Like they cut and you got the to heal scars
down 'cause the underground crown is still large

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

What the hardcore on the block would call ill?
Never catch me at the ball out spot small bills
rapper, rhyme in new ways
When I spit niggaz cough up for two days

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

Ridin' through your with six new chains on
Pullin' over, H-bombs
No doubt, I got it locked Sanford Ave. to Penn
Chancellor to a thousand men waitin'

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

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

Fuckin' me is a close call out of my crew
Don't try it, I fuckin' roast y'all, you and your
Next up to bat, I had enough of cats
tracks like what the fuck was that?

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

up and give the R room
Or we gon' brawl worse cartoons in bar rooms
In my they don't pop they collar
Cats that do, get shot drop and

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

Aiyyo, I project my voice so it's right in the
There's a sign at the door, no allowed
Plus the blows that I throw bring a in the sound
So want the drama I'm invitin' them now

Phenomenal shit, spit 'til my abdominal
Plus combined lines so demolish a click
Still burn MC's like Everclear, fear
With razor sharp skills so ill sever ears

Hard to the roots a hundred with no chaser
Scarves and some boots a hundred troops with bangers
Now rock with me, I spray blocks with fifties
Still I spit, I flip like spock sent me

And never gave a fuck a rapper grossed
But if they brag and boast clap the toast
Y'all can analyze this, me paralyze clicks
And sabotage y'all, I a fan of y'all shit

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

Jersey whassup
(Whassup, yo?)
You heard me 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 direct descendant of elephants
That's to mother, them damn jokes is over
You run your mouth like a motor 'til I fuck up the rotor

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

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

It be the Bricks again with me with them rods
It ain't right unless Shane, Tariq, and Raouf is involved
I did everything from to dope
And y'all just lie about it like it's a joke

Playin' kids, I think you want me to spank you
Ninety-nine on the with a ship anchor on your ankle
And if you don't like what I say
I'm in on Market and Hasley every fuckin' day

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