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

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I let my crew bang, my crew 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 that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm 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 fresher 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
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 ain't Kelis
money 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, 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 with me, now who me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that what my 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 gon' tell, we top of the totem
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only one thing
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't nobody 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 like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all from a home
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I 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 people get money, spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to from sun rays
So I just meditate at the home in
how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas screaming like he's Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep depression when my passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I he's talking back
with my clique

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