Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, this is
Look at how you winning now? This took
This is meditation, education
This the competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking with Web to move weight
back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches know the half, like they flunk they math
Bitches ain't cut up crack up in the stash
50 Italian, icy flow
is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only happy
This is for the hood, is for the kids
is for the single mothers, niggas doing bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, like these (Ooh ooh)
know who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we it to America
I remember when I used to stay with
Label transferred 20 to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of
T.O. nigga, either riding range
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I
Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, know!
hits in three acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, steak and
I made a stars outta basic chicks
blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make them do the for a rap
Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get I'm at
Straight like

a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times these (Ooh ooh)
know who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Straight balling in bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one thing you do: settle
Give me one for your chain: yellow
full of money, black cars; ghetto
Critics say I in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the Stay high
Stay on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the sky?
Over a mil in weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the
Somebody tell these local niggas, I'm global
Tell me I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this flowing?
Don't let me hear Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Sean Combs, money in my place, let's celebrate

a celebration
Put it up for the
times like these
They who we are by now
know who we are
Champion, a

What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah
I saw my two million dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had killers under me
ain't rated PG, this rated PJ
Cause that's a nigga from; murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't
I'm to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man like me, I don't fuck my brother sister
I just aspire your to be different
My ten year old plan is just one year to
My looks like this, first thing that you'll discover
The difference in white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who clearly isn't
Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the
laughter while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, like these (Ooh ooh)
know who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)