Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No apologizing for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be dope
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm sorry I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo ya)
Wrap your mind around it and embrace it, is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, fuck up money, then make it again (then make it again)
I her twice, then I make her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, look at these haters, they hatin' again (they again)
I know they don't like it, 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 waitin' on that
I've been my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant what I said, I ain't it back
We get you chain, we takin' it back
Reach for my chain, get fracture] for that
Only on my name when you statin' the facts, please
I know we ballin' too much and all of these pretty fallin' for us
I say, "Ven aquí mami," and it to us
If I give you my number, don't call me too much,
City to city, bad bitches and tities, she jump on the jet me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior
Flex on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but really you
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna it to toast, forreal
They say we talk about money too much, but they 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 they
So disappointed when niggas talk on their records, when you see 'em, don't do anything
Okay, killin' these niggas with more before
Been stuntin' and shinin' back 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 on diamonds
In Philly, go ask Meek Milly about me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See these niggas, I be like, 'What the fuck?'
Ain't no way in hell you can fuck us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do with her
Still hit her and them bad bitches who hung her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
Don't stop me, I'm just up
be actin', the fuck they perfomin' for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my bitch look so bad, she a
Aston Martin, the attire is
How we kick it, ain't shit 'bout us
We Grand Hustle, and chasin' our dream, stackin' that paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, that flavor
Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I split potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David Chapelle told me you is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then runnin' and tell, 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 that
Ay,
he do?

Ask him if he got some
Yo quiero grande
Man, what'd you say?
se dice a lot of weed
(Yeah) Yeah yo quiero mota
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya