Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the dollar you 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. fuckin' 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 these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, they the

I a bad bitch do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm coming out the
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up for nine days, I need 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 rolling with, fuck I'm Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the 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 fucking my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' 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
want the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we in our family 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, 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 check say, lost my homie for a
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't 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
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all from a 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 seen him the day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been
You know people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee gon' me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is real got me feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
with my clique

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