Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

B.I.G. fuckin' with me, oh god,

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, don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block 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 trying get me that
I might let my crew bang, my deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, kneeling when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking 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

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your money too short, you be talking to me
I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 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 what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't nobody 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
want the, they want the

Break at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all a home 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 asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Lee gon' kill 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 next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
swerve homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep depression when my 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 talking
Fucking my clique

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