Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No more apologizing for excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
now on man, fuck 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)
your mind around 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 it again (then make 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
Fuck up a check, then we makin' it
She Chanel, I'ma drape her in that
She want the D, been waitin' on that
I've doing my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant I said, I ain't takin' it back
We get you chain, we ain't takin' it
for my chain, get [your fracture] for that
Only speak on my name when you statin' the facts,
I know we too much and all of these pretty hoes fallin' for us
I say, "Ven mami," and call it to us
If I give you my number, don't me too much, comprende?
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 pockets on and she in Dior
Flex on the just 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 trappers on Twitter just tellin' these (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, burnin' this 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 combo the truck, he gon' make a tab and I'm it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me welcome you, get introduced to the
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 with more than
Been and shinin' since back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the in my pocket, remind 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 these niggas, I be like, 'What the fuck?'
Ain't no way in hell you can fuck us
a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do nothin' with her
Still hit her and them bad bitches who with her
That's how I do, ay, can't give you the
Don't stop me, I'm just up
Niggas be actin', the fuck they for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my bitch look so bad, she a
Aston Martin, the attire is
How we it, ain't 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
Fuck niggas hatin', try me, I split that potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David Chapelle told me you is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then runnin' and tell, open the vault, put you under the

Female voice & T.I.]
Como dice 'Plata O Plomo'?
Así es es
Que te bien, bitch!
Hey, que pase, mi
You know that
Ay,
he do?

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

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