Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the you murdered for?
Is the one fighting for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're running from, but if you got money, fuck it, 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 like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, they 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 been up straight for nine days, I 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, I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 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 bank accounts I'm
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D killing 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 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

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking
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 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! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, that what my neck say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream 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 nobody 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
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
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
Yeah I'm 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 and his might have been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 chains and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee kill me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib right to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she
He wasn't really he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just at the home in Pompeii
how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis
But I just wanna design hotels and it
Shit is real got me Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my I guess he's talking back
with my clique

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