Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

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

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

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
I let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they 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 bad bitches, man, they want 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 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 what my neck say
Least 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
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking 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, they don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
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
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold Master P was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve 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 build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming he's Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my passed
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I he's talking back
Fucking with my

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
They want the, they the