Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the dollar you murdered
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. with 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 around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, they the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, Friday, to next Friday
I been up straight for days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me 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 up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, kneeling when I'm walking in the building
Freaky I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they 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 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, want the
They 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 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, ain't nothing with we
Me turn 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
Least what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we tell, we top of the totem pole
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody 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 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 talking business, we 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 rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna design and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking 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
want the, they want the