Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for 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 ain't nobody fucking with my 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, they the
They want the, want the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
It's day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm in the building
Freaky I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
want the, they want the

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 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! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream Team meets the Team
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You ain't with my clique (Ain't nobody fucking 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
They the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been
You know white people get money, don't it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee gon' me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a right next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
Speedboat swerve homie watch out for the
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep when my momma passed
Suicide, what talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's back
with my clique

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