Luyện nghe bài hát Bricks

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

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

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin'
build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a baller or a shirt
to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and made me wish that I was flippin'
This college went out of his dollar
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't nothing but college tickets

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

Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin' bout
niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now

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

Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got to say
Cause local only bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting those from yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get weight
boxes, you can see your progress
And you weekend shoppin', show no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no
Can't shoot, dribble, can't rap
Young nigga don't have no

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

(It's one way out)

Nine old, feds lookin' for my moms
10 or 11, my first gun
First time I heard bricks, I was construction
Until my 'migo from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now)
16, gettin' bricks for the 16
Course I'm bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin in that Lexus on
18 and 19 nothing over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is
If you know what mean you noticed it now
And if you don't, learn how to divide
I'm bricks, no jump shots
I'm work, no punch clocks!

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

Bricks bricks all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout
Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin bout
Little on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now