Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

B.I.G. fuckin' with me, oh god,

OK ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique,
Ain't nobody 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I been up straight for days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, kneeling when 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 killing everything that he see (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 do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want 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 tree
G.O.O.D. Music cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
Least what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream Team meets the Team
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
They want the, want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all a home 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 George 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, spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
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, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do a news crew's 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 wanna hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda 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 than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, they the