Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

What of the dollar you murdered
Is that the one fighting for your
Or your the one that you're running from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

B.I.G. with me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't 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 my clique, 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 behind me like I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to next
I been up straight for nine days, I a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She get me that poo-tang
I might let my bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they when I'm walking in the building
women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, they be
Young from the D that's 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 look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm talking
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I talking Kelis
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, nothing 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! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least that what my say
Least that what my check say, lost my for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since second
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the pole
It's the Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes it only means one thing
You fucking with my clique (Ain't nobody fucking with 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 like my clique, clique, clique, clique,
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
They want the, want the

Break records at Louie, ate at Gucci
My girl a all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might been rented
You know white get money, don't spend it
Or maybe get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
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
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk he just had a few
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to from sun rays
So I just meditate at the home in
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 Brazilian
through, deep depression when my momma passed
Suicide, what kinda is that?
But I been to God for so long and if you look at my life I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, they do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the