Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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. 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 don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, they the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me 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 poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my 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
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 killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody 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 these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm bossy, I ain't talking Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family
G.O.O.D. drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me, now who me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that my neck say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for 12 years, ain't hug his son since second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't 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 these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, want the

records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine and his might have been rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me but let me
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
Everything I do a news crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn sun rays
So I just at the home in Pompeii
how I could 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 feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, kinda talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess talking back
Fucking with my

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