Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the you murdered for?
Is that the one for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

B.I.G. fuckin' with me, oh god,

OK nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's day, from Friday, to next Friday
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the
women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique,
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, nothin' nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that my neck say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You ain't fucking my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine and his might have been rented
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I know Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to from sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I wanna design hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want the, they want the