Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for 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. with me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique,
Ain't nobody fresher 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
want the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the accounts I'm filling
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 nobody fresher than my 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, want the
They the, they want the

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking
Your money too short, you can't be to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
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! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that my neck say
Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a
down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't 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 don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the
Yeah I'm 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 tinted and his might have rented
You know white people get money, don't it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do a news crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too to burn from sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas screaming like he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep depression when my momma
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, they the