Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, this is
Look at how you now? This took dedication
is meditation, higher education
This the competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new
Bitches don't know the half, they flunk they math
Bitches ain't cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy
This is Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little Nicholas
But my memories only images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the single mothers, niggas bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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

Yeah, okay, we made it to
I remember when I used to stay Erica
Label 20 million to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of
Young T.O. nigga, either riding
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only I change
I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in three acre
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, and ribs
I made a couple stars basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a
good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make them do the for a rap
Wish you niggas luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like

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

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

What up Nicki? nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my two million dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had some killers me
This ain't rated PG, this PJ
Cause that's a nigga from; murder on replay
My b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, not, I ain't greedy
I'm to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my sister
I just aspire your to be different
My ten year old plan is one year to finish
My list looks like this, first thing you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and
Here's a man who isn't basic
list, just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily after

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