Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning now? This took
This is meditation, higher
This the official elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move
back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, they flunk they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the
50 Cent Italian, icy
is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little Nicholas
But my only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the
is for the single mothers, niggas doing bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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)

Yeah, okay, we it to America
I remember when I to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, got me acting out of character
Young T.O. nigga, riding range
Or top down, screaming, "Money ain't a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but when I change
Cause I live this for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, and ribs
I made a couple outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a
Having good times, good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I them do the splits for a rap
Wish you good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight that

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

Straight in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
me one thing you won't do: settle
Give me one word for your chain:
Pocket of money, black cars; ghetto
say I ain't in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal the fame? Stay high
Stay on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the sky?
a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it the stamps
Wait a minute, pause for the photo
Somebody tell local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this going
What I gotta do to get this flowing?
Don't let me hear Shawn Carter, I'm the of the ace
Let me hit up Combs, money cases in my place, let's celebrate

It's a
Put it up for the
times like these
They who we are by now
They who we are
Champion, a

What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah
I saw my first two dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had killers under me
This rated PG, this rated PJ
that's where a nigga from; murder on replay
My b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't
I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other
My man like me, I don't fuck my brother sister
I just aspire your desire to be
My ten year old plan is one year to finish
My list looks like this, first that you'll discover
The difference in white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who clearly isn't
Waiting list, to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while my next chapter
Fast cash life, ever after

It's a
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)