Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No more for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm sorry I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo ya)
Wrap your mind it and embrace it, this 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 fuck her twice, I make her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, at these haters, they hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know don't like it, they takin' it in
Fuck up a check, then we makin' it
She like Chanel, drape her in that
She the D, I've been waitin' on that
I've been doing my thing, been hatin' on that
And I meant I said, I ain't takin' it back
We get you chain, we takin' it back
Reach for my chain, get fracture] for that
speak on my name when you statin' the facts, please
I know we ballin' too much and all of these pretty hoes for us
I say, "Ven mami," and call it to us
If I you my number, don't call me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad bitches and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my on Benji and she in Dior
on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like and really get smoked (really get smoked)
niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast, forreal
They say we talk about money too much, but maybe they ain't money enough
I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he gon' a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me welcome you, get introduced to the
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and they
So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, do anything
Okay, killin' these niggas with more before
Been stuntin' and shinin' back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, remind you and plug the whole city me
Spent of thousands, no millions on diamonds
In Philly, go ask Meek Milly about me
I'm solid and thorough, up as fuck
See these niggas, I just be like, the fuck?'
Ain't no way in you can fuck with us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do with her
Still hit her and bad bitches who hung with her
how I do, ay, can't give you the formula
Don't stop me, I'm warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the fuck they for
'em right there for the coroner
Man, my bitch look so bad, she a
Martin, the attire is formal
How we kick it, ain't 'bout us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, stackin' paper
my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' that flavor
Fuck hatin', don't try me, I split that potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
in Vail, David Chapelle told me you niggas is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then runnin' and tell, the vault, put you under the jail

[Outro: voice & T.I.]
Como dice Pablo 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 just
Cómo se dice a lot of
(Yeah) Yeah yo quiero grande
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya