Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

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

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

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
It's grind day, from Friday, to Friday
I been up straight for days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me 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 Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm in the building
women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player from the D killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody 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 my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, they the

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
Your money too short, you be talking to me
I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing with we
Me turn 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
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 never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream meets the Supreme Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher 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, they the
They the, they want the

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

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