Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

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

I tell a bad do whatever I say
My block behind me like I'm out the driveway
It's grind day, 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 bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, they when I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see (Ain't nobody fucking my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' 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, 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 money too short, you be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, 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! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody fucking my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

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

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My a superstar all from a home 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 George Tenet, I him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee kill me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we living no
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a crib next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He really drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat homie watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to from sun rays
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming he's Elvis
But I just wanna hotels and nail it
Shit is real got me feeling
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is
But I been talking to God for so and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

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