Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for soul?
Or your the one that you're running from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

B.I.G. fuckin' me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, want the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
money too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, nothing fuckin' with we
Me turn 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
Least that what my check say, lost my for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, they the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a superstar all a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except tinted and his might have been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep depression when my momma
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
with my clique

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin'
As I look around, they don't do it like my
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the