Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

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

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

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
It's grind day, from Friday, to Friday
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that 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 know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, kneeling when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling the bank accounts I'm filling
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want 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 Kelis
money 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, nothing fuckin' with we
Me turn 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 that my neck say
Least that what my 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 tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team the Supreme Team
And all our eyes it only means 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 don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except tinted and his might have been rented
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
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 at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He really drunk he just had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve watch out for the waves
I'm way too to burn from sun rays
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's
But I just wanna hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so long and if you at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking with my

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