Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning This took dedication
This is meditation, education
This the competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk they
Bitches half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Italian, icy flow
is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the single mothers, doing bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila,
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

It's a
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times these (Ooh ooh)
They 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 stay Erica
Label 20 million to Comerica
It's terrible, it's got me acting out of character
T.O. nigga, either riding range
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only I change
Cause I live this shit for real, know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in three acre
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, and ribs
I a couple stars outta basic chicks
blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I make them do the for a rap
Wish you good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like

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

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

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

What up Nicki? nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my two million dollars, I was 23
I'm a man, yet, I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, rated PJ
Cause 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 other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother
I just your desire to be different
My ten year old is just one year to finish
My looks like this, first thing that you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and
Here's a man who isn't basic
list, just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter writin' my next chapter
cash life, happily ever after

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)