Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the dollar you murdered
Is that the one 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. fuckin' me, oh god, whoa

OK nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody 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 want the, want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me like I'm out the driveway
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in 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 I'm filling
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my 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 want the, they the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
I'm talking 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 nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my 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 told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Team
And all our eyes green it means one thing
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my 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
They the, they want the

Break at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee gon' me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He really drunk he just had a few brews
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 in Pompeii
About how I could build a new in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah 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 talking back
with my clique

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