Luyện nghe bài hát Bricksquad/Duct Tape

[Verse 1: Waka Flame]
I my necklace - iced out
My left wrist - out
flaka, best stay out my lane because I'm thugged out
Niggas gettin out
You know my clique bout
Hit em with a bottle his mutha fuckin lights out
Hands on make a nigga pull a tool out
Ballin this year I ain't gon until I wild out
Wild out wild out gudda wild out wild out
Wild out flaka wild out young money bricksquad young money

Young brick squad [x2]
money [x3]
Brick
Young brick squad [x2]
Brick [x4]

[Verse 2: Waka Flame]
waka flacka heyyy
For the cash wrap a nigga ass up
Run un up in his jim carrey style masked up
We the new wu tang the new no
The new NWA what's up n dre
forget eazy e ice cubes on my neck
Fuzzy screamin waka waka bitch I got that
I don't needa flex but I ball
yao ming, yes it's that tall
Yo I'm gudda
Whatsup gudda
I got rotten apple blood in my

Young brick squad [x2]

Young [x3]
Brick
Young money squad [x2]
Brick [x4]

[Verse 3: Gudda]
Young money I'm a rep till the death
You can see the ym on my neck
All my niggas choppas on deck
Stomp a nigga out demand I
Me n flacka got the hand on the tech
N it's on delivery for handin my check
Nigga I don't talk but when I do bitch pay me
Big money heavy you can ask baby
Birdman schooled me told me do me
N big paper up no need for loose leaf
My rubberband stacks can't fold into
I decapitate the top two hoes in the drop
I'm countin up the money my hands get blisters
Told my bitch to come help me we can it up quicka nigga
Real nigga music talkin we do's it
Free my nigga n free my nigga gucci
money

Young brick squad [x2]
Young [x3]
Brick
money brick squad [x2]
Brick [x4]