Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the dollar you for?
Is the one fighting 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' me, oh god, whoa

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

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player the D that's killing everything that he see (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, don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want the, they want the

Yeah, I'm 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
money 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 nothing 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 what my check say, lost my for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the pole
It's the Dream Team the Supreme Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

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

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been
You white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant
I Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too to burn from sun rays
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas screaming like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design and nail it
Shit is got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
Went through, depression when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
with my clique

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