Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

From a brick to a stone, does a feign a soul? (Oh, Oh)
As a kid need a goal, the powder's of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)

blowed
Thinkin' I'm so glad I can rap cause I can't move no dope
But I do know, a few niggas did and a few niggas that still
And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

So fuck a 9 to 5, they and tryna to survive
Cop a and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned a baller or a Davis shirt
to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and whippin' me wish that I was flippin'
This college went out of his pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you have nothing but college tickets

But them niggas tryna hold my and work this out (tryna work this out)
Countin' numbers up in my tryna build this house (tryna build this house)
Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down
But I never to keep these words all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks all them niggas talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all them thinkin' bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now

Studio getting
I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't move no dope
But I do know, a few niggas that did and a few niggas still
And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's dead

Look, little niggas shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities only bout a away
If you still whip em he getting those whippin' yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, get some weight
Sneaker boxes, you can see progress
And you weekend shoppin', show people no people
I can see the problem, you nigga don't no conscience
shoot, can't dribble, can't rap
Young don't have no options

From a brick, to a stone, tryna for my homie
From the powder, to power, and the power turn to dough
Turning head yo whip, Is it worth what you did?
If a brick is a brick from a brick you can
a brick to a stone, got a feign for a homie
Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a
Turn the powder, into power, and the turn to hoes
If a is a brick, to a brick you can throw

(It's one way out)

years old, feds lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, held my gun
time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction
Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó gave me my (now)
16, them bricks for the 16
I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 payin over 20
And a thousand 8 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to nigga
I'm talkin' bricks, no shots
I'm talkin' work, no clocks!

But them niggas tryna hold my head and this out
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this
Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down
But I never to keep these words all up out my mouth

bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin bout
Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now