Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No more for being 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 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 haters, they hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know they don't it, they takin' it in
Fuck up a check, then we it back
She Chanel, I'ma drape her in that
She want the D, I've been on that
I've doing my thing, they've 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 for that
Only speak on my name 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?
to city, bad bitches and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior
Flex on the just to look like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop on their Twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna turn 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 you, get introduced 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 with more than before
Been stuntin' and shinin' since in the nineties
I'm it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, remind you and plug the whole city behind me
Spent hundreds of thousands, no millions on
In Philly, they go ask Meek Milly me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See these niggas, I 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 give you the
Don't stop me, I'm warmin' up
be actin', the fuck 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, ain't shit us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, that paper
my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' that flavor
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 and tell, open the vault, put you under the jail

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

Ya