Luyện nghe bài hát Bricksquad/Duct Tape

[Verse 1: Flocka Flame]
I my necklace - iced out
My left - iced out
Waka flaka, best stay out my lane because I'm out
Niggas gettin out
You know my clique bout
Hit em with a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin out
Hands on make a nigga pull a tool out
Ballin this year I gon stop until I wild out
Wild out wild out gudda wild out wild out
Wild out waka flaka out young money bricksquad young money

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

[Verse 2: Flocka Flame]
Gudda waka flacka
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
Can't eazy e ice cubes on my neck
screamin waka waka bitch I got that check
I don't needa but I gotta ball
Money yao ming, yes it's tall
Yo I'm gudda
Whatsup gudda
I got rotten apple in my veins

Young money squad [x2]

Young money
Brick
Young money brick squad
Brick squad

[Verse 3: Gudda]
Young money I'm a rep till the death
You can see the ym on my neck
All my niggas wild choppas on
Stomp a nigga out I respect
Me n waka flacka got the hand on the
N it's cash on delivery for my check
Nigga I don't much but when I do bitch pay me
Big heavy weight you can ask baby
Birdman schooled me wayne me do me
N stack big paper up no need for loose
My rubberband stacks can't into knots
I decapitate the top with two hoes in the
I'm countin up the money till my hands get
Told my bitch to come help me we can count it up quicka
Real nigga music talkin we do's it
my nigga weezy n free my nigga gucci
Young

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