Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning now? took dedication
This is meditation, education
This the official elimination
I-I-I-I was taking with Web to move weight
back 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 killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the mothers, niggas doing bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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)

Yeah, okay, we it to America
I remember when I used to with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to
It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of
Young T.O. nigga, riding range
Or top down, screaming, "Money ain't 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!
Making hits in acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, and ribs
I made a couple stars outta chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, even make a wish
Having good times, good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make do the splits for a rap
Wish you good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight that

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

It's a
Put it up for the
It's times like
They who we are by now
They 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 some killers me
ain't rated PG, this rated PJ
Cause where a nigga from; murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm to Bermy,
you can see me on a Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother
I just aspire your desire to be
My ten year old plan is just one to finish
My list looks like this, first thing that you'll
The difference in white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who isn't basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the
Loud while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily after

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