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 sorry I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo ya)
Wrap mind around it and embrace it, this is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

[Verse 1: Mill]
Yeah, up that money, then make it again (then make it again)
I fuck her twice, then I make her my (then I make her my friend)
Shit, look at these haters, hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know they don't like it, they it in
Fuck up a check, we makin' it back
She like Chanel, I'ma drape her in
She the D, I've been waitin' on that
been doing my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant what I said, I ain't takin' it
We get you chain, we ain't it back
Reach for my chain, get [your 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 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', and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior
Flex on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like killers and get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast,
They say we talk about money too much, but maybe they ain't gettin' 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 introduced to the
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and they
So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, do anything
Okay, killin' these with more than before
stuntin' and shinin' since 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, stand up as
See these niggas, I just be like, 'What the
Ain't no way in you can fuck with us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I do nothin' with her
Still hit her and them bad bitches who hung her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
Don't stop me, I'm warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the they perfomin' for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my look so bad, she a foreigner
Martin, the attire is formal
How we kick it, ain't shit us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, stackin' that
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' flavor
Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I split that potato, then go sit and eat the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David Chapelle told me you niggas is funny as
Run to the smoke and then and tell, open the vault, put you under the jail

[Outro: Female & T.I.]
dice 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 weed
Yo quiero grande
Man, what'd you say?
Cómo se a lot of weed
(Yeah) Yeah yo quiero grande
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya