Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

B.I.G. fuckin' with me, oh god,

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

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You 2 Chainz? 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 from the bank accounts I'm
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young player 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 my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They the, they want the

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
money too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family
G.O.O.D. drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me turn 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! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

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

records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have rented
You know people get money, don't spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas screaming like he's Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
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 than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want the, they want the