Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

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

OK 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, they do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want 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 day, from Friday, to next Friday
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player from the D killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody 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 talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking
Your money too short, you can't be to me
I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing 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! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme
And all our eyes green it only 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, don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
want the, they want the

Break at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the
Except mine tinted and his might have been
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 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
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do need a crew's presence
Speedboat swerve watch out for the waves
I'm way too to burn from sun rays
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could a new Rome in one day
time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking with my

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