kanye west'in jay z ve big sean ile collaboration yaptığı mükemmel, klibi olmadığı sebebiyle herkesin pek bilmediği(ni düşündüğüm) parçası. dinlenilesi, ikinci bir niggas in paris tadındadır.
[ıntro] what of the dollar you murdered for ıs that the one fighting for your soul or your brothers the one that youre running from but if you got money, fuck it, 'cause ı want some
[hook: big sean] aint nobody fuckin with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique aint nobody fresher than my motherfucking clique, clique, clique, clique, clique as ı look around, they dont do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique and all these bad bitches, man, they want the they want the, they want the
[verse 1: big sean] ı tell a bad bitch do whatever ı say my block behind me like ım coming out the driveway ıts grind-day, from friday, to next friday ı been up straight for nine days, ı need a spa day she tryna get me that poo tang ı might let my crew bang my crew deeper than wu tang ım rolling with (huh) fuck ım saying? girl, you know my crew name you know 2 chainz? scrrr! ım pullin up in that bruce wanye but ım the fuckin villain, man, they kneeling when ı walking in the building freaky women ı be feelin from the bank accounts ım fillin what a feeling, ah man, they gotta be young player from the d thats killin everything that he see
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[jay-z:] yeah am talking ye, yeah am talking rih, yeah ım talking b, nigga ım talking me yeah ım talking bossy, ı aint talking kelis your money too short, you cant be talking to me yeah ım talking lebron, we balling our family tree g.o.o.d music drug dealing drug cousin, aint nothing fuckin with we, me turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, aint nothin nobody can do with me now who with me? ¡vámonos! call me hov or jefe translation, ım the shit. least that what my neck say, least that what my check say lost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, aint hug his son since the second grade he never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole ıts the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thing you aint fuckin with my clique
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[kanye west:] break records at louis ate breakfast at gucci my girl a superstar all from a home movie bow on our arrival the unamerican idols what niggas did in paris got em hanging off the eiffel yeah ım talking business we talking cıa ım talking george tenet ı seen him the other day he asked me about my maybach think he had the same except mine tinted and his might have been rented you know white people get money dont spend it or maybe they get money, buy a business ı rather buy 80 gold chains and go ignant ı know spike lee gon kill me but let me finish blame it on the pigment, we living no limits them gold master p ceilings was just a figment of our imagination, mtv cribs now ım looking at a crib right next to where tc lives thats tom cruise, whatever she accuse he wasnt really drunk he just had a few brews pass the refreshment a cool cool beverage everything ı do need a news crew presence speed boat swerve homie, watch out for the waves ım way too black to burn from sun rays so ı just meditated the home in pompeii about how ı could build a new rome in one day every time ım in vegas they screaming like hes elvis but ı just wanna design hotels and nail it shit is real got me feelin ısrealian like bar refaeli gisele, no that's brazilian went through deep depression when my momma passed suicide what kind of talk is that but ıve been talking to god for so long that if have you look in my life ı guess he talking back fuckin with my clique