Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No apologizing for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be dope
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm sorry I'm dope, (Dámelo todo, lo quiero ya)
Wrap your mind it and embrace it, this is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

[Verse 1: Mill]
Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it (then make it again)
I fuck her twice, I make her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, look at these haters, hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know they like it, they takin' it in
up a check, then we makin' it back
She Chanel, I'ma drape her in that
She want the D, I've waitin' on that
I've been my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant what I said, I takin' it back
We get you chain, we ain't it back
for my chain, get [your fracture] for that
Only on my name when you statin' the facts, please
I we ballin' too much and all of these pretty hoes fallin' for us
I say, "Ven mami," and call it to us
If I give you my number, don't me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior
Flex on the 'Gram just to look you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop on their Twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast, forreal
say we talk about money too much, but maybe they ain't gettin' money enough
I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he gon' make a tab and I'm it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me you, get introduced to the king
Bentleys, Ferraris, new and they clean
So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, don't do
Okay, killin' these niggas with more before
Been and shinin' since back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, remind you and plug the city behind me
Spent hundreds of thousands, no millions on
In Philly, they go ask Meek Milly me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See niggas, I just be like, 'What the fuck?'
Ain't no way in you can fuck with us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do nothin' her
Still hit her and them bad bitches who with her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
Don't stop me, I'm just up
be actin', the fuck they perfomin' for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my bitch so bad, she a foreigner
Aston Martin, the attire is
How we kick it, ain't shit us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, that paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see I mean, drippin' that flavor
Fuck niggas hatin', try me, I split that potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David Chapelle told me you niggas is as hell
Run to the smoke and then runnin' and tell, the vault, put you under the jail

[Outro: voice & T.I.]
Como dice Pablo 'Plata O
Así es es
Que te bien, bitch!
Hey, que pase, mi
You know that
Ay,
he do?

Ask him if he got some
Yo quiero grande
Man, what'd you say?
Cómo se a lot of weed
(Yeah) Yeah yo grande mota
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya