Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for your
Or your brother's the one that 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 with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' 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, want the
They want the, they the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
It's grind day, Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
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 when I'm walking in the
women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, 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, don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they 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 bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
money too short, you can't 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, nothin' nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least what my neck say
Least what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream Team the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it means one thing
You ain't fucking with my (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 do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a all from 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 seen him the day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his have been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do a news crew's presence
swerve homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to from sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna design and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking
Fucking my clique

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