Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

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

OK nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody than 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
They want the, they the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up 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 than
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the 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 that's killing 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, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they 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 Kelis
money too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a a million, ain't 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 that what my check say, lost my for a decade
Nigga for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't 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 want the, want the

records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the
Except mine tinted and his might have been
You know people get money, don't 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
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do need a news crew's
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 build a new in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna 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, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess talking back
Fucking my clique

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