Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're 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
nobody fresher 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
want the, they want the

I tell a bad do whatever 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 might let my crew bang, my crew 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 Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the
Freaky women I be feeling from the 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 nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't 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, want the
want the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
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 family
G.O.O.D. drug-dealing cousin, ain't 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 with me, now who me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that 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 Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (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, want the
They the, they want the

Break at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine and his might have been rented
You know white people get money, don't it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib next 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, beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
swerve homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
time I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just wanna 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 talk is
But I been talking to God for so and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
with my clique

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