Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks Two

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

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

bone-afficial my nizzle
D-Don got issues and a type that dismiss you
Oh boy, I gets chips than ahoy
I got that deploy, I just aim and destroy

I keeps it gully in a bonafide
I ain't never had a hit but get props like Nelly
I'm platinum in streets, I got love in the
And I'm more underground than your basement

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

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

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

Yo, we the place where they pump out D and steal cars
Kids wild at you and smile you feel large
they cut and you got the power to heal scars
Never down 'cause the crown is still large

See, I rap for a livin' probably rap 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back up and give the R
Or we gon' worse than cartoons in bar rooms
In my city they pop they collar
Cats do, get shot drop and holla

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

Aiyyo, I project my so it's right in the crowd
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
combined lines so minds demolish a click
Still burn like Everclear, never fear
With razor skills so ill they sever ears

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

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

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

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

Double O again, still runnin', still gunnin'
It's like I got a cast-iron dick, I'm still
Talkin' that killer like you blood raw
And ain't even did ten minutes in the 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 your army pull back like a slipped

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

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

Brick City muh'fucka, that's the way it go nigga, slow down nigga
City muh'fucka, that's 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