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 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 with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my 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
They the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
It's day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew
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, they be
Young player from the D that's killing that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, don't 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 talking Kelis
Your money too short, you 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, nothin' nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the pole
the Dream Team meets the Supreme 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 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
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all from a home
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' 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 right to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
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 homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just design hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, deep when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking
with my clique

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