Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, this is
Look at how you winning now? This dedication
This is meditation, education
the official competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips Web to move weight
Came back to to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, they flunk they math
Bitches ain't cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy
This is that
Cause they my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the single mothers, niggas bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, like these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we it to America
I remember when I used to with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to
It's fucking terrible, it's got me out of character
Young T.O. nigga, either riding
Or top down, screaming, "Money ain't a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I
Cause I live shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
hits in three acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, and ribs
I a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the out, don't even make a wish
Having times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make do the splits for a rap
Wish you niggas luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, like these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
know who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Straight in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
me one thing you won't do: settle
Give me one word for chain: yellow
Pocket full of money, cars; ghetto
say I ain't in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the Stay high
Stay on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the Play-high
Over a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it the stamps
a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I do to get this champagne going
What I do to get this coconut flowing?
Don't let me Shawn Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Sean Combs, money cases in my place, let's

a celebration
Put it up for the
It's times these
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, a

What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah
I saw my two million dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had some under me
ain't rated PG, this rated PJ
Cause that's a nigga from; murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm to Bermy,
you can see me on a Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging, bitches, to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother
I just aspire desire to be different
My ten old plan is just one year to finish
My list looks like this, first thing you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and
Here's a man who clearly basic
Waiting list, just to me or witness the greatness
laughter while writin' my next chapter
Fast life, happily ever after

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)