Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning This took dedication
This is meditation, higher
This the official competitor
I-I-I-I was taking trips Web to move weight
Came to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the
50 Italian, icy flow
is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little cousin
But my only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the single mothers, doing bids
one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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

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

It's a
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 in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one thing you do: settle
Give me one for your chain: yellow
Pocket full of money, black ghetto
Critics say I in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the Stay high
putting on for the town, may I?
What you a crib in the sky? Play-high
a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the
Somebody tell local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get champagne going
What I gotta do to get this flowing?
let me hear Shawn Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Combs, money cases in my place, let's celebrate

It's a
Put it up for the
It's times these
know who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, a

up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my first two dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this PJ
that's where a nigga from; murder on replay
My b-day, I'm sailing 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 sister me, I don't fuck my brother sister
I just aspire your desire to be
My ten year old plan is just one year to
My list looks like this, thing that you'll discover
The difference in white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who clearly basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my next
cash life, happily ever after

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