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 running from, but if you got money, it, cause I want some

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

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

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me like I'm out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I been up for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, kneeling when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the 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 nobody with my clique, 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 these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, 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 be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, nothing fuckin' 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! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that what my check say, my homie for a decade
Nigga down for 12 years, ain't hug his son since 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 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 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, they the
They want the, want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm 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 rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I buy 80 gold 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 a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do a news 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 build a new in one day
Every time I'm in they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda 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 fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the