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

B.I.G. with me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't nobody fucking with my 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 these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
It's grind day, from Friday, to Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
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 in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm
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 than my 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, want the
They want the, they 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 ain't talking
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing with we
Me turn 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 what my neck say
Least what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
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 than my 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, want the
They the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My a superstar all from a home 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 Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know 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 cribs Now I'm looking at a right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do need a crew's presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
Shit is got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, depression when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's back
Fucking my clique

Ain't fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the