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' with me, oh god,

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

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, kneeling when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
player from the D that's killing everything that he see (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 don't do it like my 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 LeBron, we ball in our family tree
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, ain't nothin' nobody can do me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least what my neck say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only one thing
You ain't fucking with my (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' 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 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
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
gold Master P ceilings 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
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a crew's presence
Speedboat swerve homie watch out for the
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they like he's Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my 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 with my

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