Luyện nghe bài hát Clique (Remix)

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

B.I.G. fuckin' with me, oh god,

OK ain't nobody with 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 bad bitches, man, they want the
They want the, want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me I'm coming out the driveway
It's grind day, from Friday, to Friday
I up straight for nine days, I need 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 rolling with, fuck I'm Girl, you know my crew name
You 2 Chainz? Scrr!
I'm pulling up in Bruce Wayne but I'm the fucking villain,
Man, they kneeling I'm walking in the building
Freaky women I be from the bank accounts I'm filling
What a feeling, ah man, gotta be
Young player 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 my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they the
want the, they want the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm B', nigga, I'm talking me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we in our family tree
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 me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, least what my neck say
Least what my check say, lost my homie 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 Dream Team meets the Team
And all our green it only means one thing
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they 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 girl a superstar all a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the Un-American
niggas did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm business, we talking CIA
I'm George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know white people get money, don't it
Or they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold and go ig'nant
I know Spike Lee gon' me but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a
Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm looking at a right next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool
I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve homie out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna hotels and nail it
is real got me feeling Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah Brazilian
Went through, deep when my momma passed
Suicide, what talk 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

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