Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that running from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

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

OK ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
nobody 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, they the
They want the, they the

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, Friday, to next Friday
I been up for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than 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 talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
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
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, ain't nothin' can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that my neck say
Least 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 Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't 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 these bad bitches, man, want the
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I him the other 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, don't it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant
I know Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm at a crib right next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do need a crew's presence
swerve homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my momma
Suicide, what 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 my clique

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want the, they want the