Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, this is
Look at how you now? This took dedication
This is meditation, education
the official competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was trips with Web to move weight
Came back to to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, they flunk they math
ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Italian, icy flow
This is Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little cousin
But my memories happy images
is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, like these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to
I when I used to stay with Erica
Label 20 million to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of
Young T.O. nigga, either range
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I
I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in acre cribs
Cooking up eat niggas, steak and ribs
I made a couple outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even a wish
good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make them do the for a rap
Wish you good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times like (Ooh ooh)
know who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Straight balling in this bitch, Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one thing you won't do:
Give me one word for your chain:
Pocket full of money, black ghetto
Critics say I in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the fame? Stay
Stay on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the Play-high
Over a mil in three weeks, I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it with the
Wait a minute, pause for the photo
tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I do to get this coconut flowing?
Don't let me hear Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Combs, money cases in my place, let's celebrate

It's a
Put it up for the
It's times like
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, a

What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah
I saw my first two dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this PJ
Cause that's where a nigga murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't
I'm to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man like me, I don't fuck my brother sister
I just aspire your to be different
My ten year old plan is one year to finish
My list like this, first thing that you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and
Here's a man who isn't basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my next
cash life, happily ever after

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
know who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)