Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
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
back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they they math
Bitches half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Italian, icy flow
This is Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only images
This is for the hood, is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing
one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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

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

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

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

a celebration
Put it up for the
It's times these
know 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
This ain't PG, this rated PJ
that's where a nigga from; murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
I'm to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother
I just aspire your to be different
My ten year old plan is just one to finish
My list looks like this, thing that you'll discover
The difference in white, black, Latin and other
a man who clearly isn't basic
Waiting list, just to me or witness the greatness
Loud while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily after

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)