Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No apologizing for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, fuck it, I'm just be dope
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo quiero ya)
Wrap your mind it and embrace it, this is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

[Verse 1: Mill]
Yeah, fuck up that money, then it again (then make it again)
I fuck her twice, then I make her my friend (then I her my friend)
Shit, look at haters, they hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know don't like it, they takin' it in
Fuck up a check, then we it back
She like Chanel, I'ma her in that
She want the D, I've been waitin' on
I've doing my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant what I said, I takin' it back
We get you chain, we ain't takin' it
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 pretty hoes fallin' for us
I say, "Ven aquí mami," and it to us
If I give you my number, don't me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my pockets on Benji and she in
Flex on the 'Gram just to like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on Twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know that used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we money, just 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 the truck, he gon' make a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me you, get introduced to the king
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and clean
So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, don't do
Okay, killin' these niggas with more than
stuntin' and shinin' since back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, you and plug the whole city behind me
Spent hundreds of thousands, no millions on
In Philly, they go ask Meek about me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See these niggas, I be like, 'What the fuck?'
no way in hell you can fuck with us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do nothin' her
Still hit her and bad bitches who hung with her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
stop me, I'm just warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the they perfomin' for
Leave 'em right there for the
Man, my look so bad, she a foreigner
Aston Martin, the is formal
How we kick it, ain't shit 'bout us
We Grand Hustle, and chasin' our dream, stackin' that 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
Skiin' in Vail, David Chapelle me you niggas is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then and tell, open the vault, put you under the jail

Female voice & T.I.]
Como Pablo 'Plata O Plomo'?
es como es
Que te bien, bitch!
Hey, que pase, mi
You know nigga?
Ay,
he do?

Ask him if he got some
Yo quiero mota
Man, what'd you say?
se dice a lot of weed
(Yeah) Yeah yo grande mota
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

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