Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks Two

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

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

It's bone-afficial my
D-Don got and a type team that dismiss you
Oh boy, I gets more chips ahoy
I got that deploy, I just aim and destroy

I it gully in a bonafide skully
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 underground than your basement concrete

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

I'm Brick baby, twenty-four seven
A project nigga, tryin' 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 bumpy like Johnson, call me D-Don
My shit's so when you smoke you nod
And I spit that shit that leave you like the song

Yo, we from the place they 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
Never down 'cause the underground 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, home, do a flick for four mill'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back up and the R room
Or we gon' worse than 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 they bless
Any squad that test gon' meet they
Ask yourself, do you really that stress?

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

Phenomenal shit, spit 'til my split
combined lines so minds demolish a click
Still MC's like Everclear, never fear
razor sharp skills so ill they sever ears

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

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

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

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

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

It's Double O again, still runnin', still
It's like I got a dick, I'm still cummin'
that killer shit 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
niggaz is half-assed like one booty cheek
I'm [Incomprehensible], y'all is Miss
My camp'll make your army pull back like a disc

It be the Bricks again with me with them steel
It right unless Shane, Tariq, and Raouf Nayim is involved
I did from robberies to dope
And y'all lie about it like it's a big-ass joke

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

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