Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the dollar you 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 fucking 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 these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, want the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
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 that
I might let my crew bang, my deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (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, they don't do it 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 talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your money too short, you 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 fuckin' we
Me that 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
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody 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, they the
They want the, they the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except tinted and his might have been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee 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 at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's
But I just design hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been talking to God for so and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking with my

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