Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

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

OK ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
want the, they 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 Friday
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 with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
Freaky I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
want 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 too short, you can't be talking to me
I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' 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! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that my neck say
Least that what my check say, 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 Team meets the Team
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody 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 want the, they the

records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine and his might have been rented
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant
I know Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a right next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too to burn from sun rays
So I just meditate at the 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 design hotels and nail it
Shit is got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my momma
Suicide, what talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I he's talking back
with my clique

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