Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the dollar you murdered
Is that the one fighting for your
Or your the one that you're running from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

B.I.G. with me, oh god, whoa

OK nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, want the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the
Freaky women I be feeling the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't Kelis
Your money too short, you be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Team
And all our eyes green it means one thing
You ain't with my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique,
As I look around, they do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, want the

records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine and his might have been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
gold Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new in one day
Every I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just wanna hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my I guess he's talking back
with my clique

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin'
As I around, they don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the