Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No more apologizing for excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, it, I'm just 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 around it and embrace it, this is a fact of
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

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

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

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

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

Ya