Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No more apologizing for excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, fuck it, I'm just 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

[Verse 1: Meek
Yeah, fuck up 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, they again (they hatin' again)
I know they like it, they takin' it in
up a check, then we makin' it back
She like Chanel, I'ma drape her in
She want the D, I've been on that
I've been doing my thing, been hatin' on that
And I what I said, I ain't takin' it back
We get you chain, we takin' it back
Reach for my chain, get [your fracture] for
Only on my name when you statin' the facts, please
I know we ballin' too 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 on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in
on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since pop shit on their Twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we money, just burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast, forreal
They say we talk money too much, but maybe they ain't gettin' money enough
I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he gon' 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 talk shit on 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, remind you and plug the city behind me
Spent of thousands, no millions on diamonds
In Philly, they go ask Meek about me
I'm and thorough, stand up as fuck
See these niggas, I just be like, 'What the
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, give you the formula
Don't me, I'm just warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the they perfomin' for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my bitch so bad, she a foreigner
Martin, the attire is formal
How we kick it, shit 'bout us normal
We Grand Hustle, and chasin' our dream, stackin' that paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' that
Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I split that potato, then go sit and eat with the
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 under the

[Outro: Female & T.I.]
Como dice Pablo 'Plata O
es como 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, you just say?
se dice a lot of weed
(Yeah) yo quiero grande mota
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya