Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning now? took dedication
This is meditation, higher
This the 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, they flunk they math
Bitches ain't cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy
This is that
Cause they killed my little cousin
But my only happy images
is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing
one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

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)

Yeah, okay, we it to America
I remember when I used to stay Erica
Label transferred 20 to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, it's got me out of character
T.O. nigga, either 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, steak and
I made a couple outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a
good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but they to me
I make them do the for a rap
Wish you niggas luck, tryna get where I'm at
like that

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

Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy 'Melo
Tell me one thing you do: settle
me one word for your chain: yellow
Pocket full of money, black cars;
say I ain't in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the 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
Momma taught me pride, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm
Tell me what I gotta do to get champagne going
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 Sean Combs, money cases in my place, let's

a celebration
Put it up for the
It's times 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 some killers me
This ain't 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 greedy
I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother
I just aspire desire to be different
My ten year old plan is just one year to
My list like this, first thing that you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and
a man who clearly isn't basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the
Loud while writin' my next chapter
Fast life, happily ever after

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