Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
at how you winning now? This took dedication
This is meditation, higher
This the official competitor
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 flunk they math
Bitches ain't half cut up up in the stash
50 Italian, icy flow
This is that
Cause they killed my little cousin
But my memories happy images
is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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)

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

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)

balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one 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
Stay on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the Play-high
Over a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it a champ
Momma taught me pride, 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 gotta do to get champagne going
What I gotta do to get coconut flowing?
Don't let me hear Shawn Carter, I'm the of the ace
Let me hit up Sean Combs, money in my place, let's celebrate

a celebration
Put it up for the
times like these
They who we are by now
know 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 under me
This ain't PG, this rated PJ
Cause that's where a nigga from; murder on
My b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I greedy
I'm to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't my brother sister
I aspire your desire to be different
My ten year old plan is just one to finish
My list looks like this, thing that you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, and other
Here's a man who clearly basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or the greatness
Loud while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, ever after

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