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, fuck it, cause I want

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

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

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm up in that 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
What a feeling, ah man, gotta 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 than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique,
As I look around, they don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, nothin' 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 down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
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 fucking 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 want the, 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 hanging off the
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I 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 they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to from 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 screaming he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my momma
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess talking back
Fucking with my

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