Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

B.I.G. with me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't nobody fucking my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they do it like 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 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 crew deeper Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player from the D that's everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

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

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your money too short, you be talking to me
Yeah I'm LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, nothing fuckin' with we
Me turn 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least what my neck say
that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
It's the Dream meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, 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
They want the, want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em off the Eiffel
I'm talking business, we talking CIA
I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold Master P was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the home in
About how I build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they the