Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No apologizing for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, fuck it, I'm gon' be dope
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo quiero ya)
Wrap your mind it and embrace it, this is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it again (then it again)
I fuck her twice, then I her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, look at these haters, hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know they don't like it, takin' it in
up a check, then we makin' it back
She like Chanel, I'ma drape her in
She want the D, been waitin' on that
I've been doing my thing, been hatin' on that
And I meant what I said, I ain't it back
We get you chain, we takin' it back
Reach for my chain, get [your fracture] for
Only speak on my name when you the facts, please
I know we ballin' too much and all of pretty hoes fallin' for us
I say, "Ven aquí mami," and it to us
If I give you my number, call me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad bitches and tities, she on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in
Flex on the 'Gram to look like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like killers and really get (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna it to toast, forreal
They say we talk about money too much, but maybe ain't gettin' money enough
I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he make a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me welcome you, get to the king
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and clean
So disappointed when niggas talk on their records, when you see 'em, don't do anything
Okay, killin' these niggas more than before
Been and shinin' since back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, you and plug the whole city behind me
hundreds of thousands, no millions on diamonds
In Philly, they go ask Meek about me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See niggas, I just be like, 'What the fuck?'
no way in hell you can fuck with us
Like a bad with no furniture, I can't do nothin' with her
Still hit her and bad bitches who hung with her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
stop me, I'm just warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the fuck perfomin' for
Leave 'em there for the coroner
Man, my look so bad, she a foreigner
Aston Martin, the attire is
How we kick it, ain't shit us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, stackin' paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' that
Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I that potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David told me you niggas is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then runnin' and tell, the vault, put you under the jail

[Outro: voice & T.I.]
dice Pablo 'Plata O Plomo'?
Así es es
Que te bien, bitch!
Hey, que pase, mi
You know nigga?
Ay,
he do?

Ask him if he got some
Yo quiero grande
Man, you just say?
se dice a lot of weed
(Yeah) Yeah yo quiero grande
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya