Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

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

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

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I up straight for nine 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 rolling with, fuck I'm 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
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 fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher 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

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your money too short, you be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' 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 that what my say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (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 do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have 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 know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold Master P was just 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 really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, depression when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

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