Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, is levitation
Look at how you winning now? took dedication
This is meditation, higher
the official competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move
Came back to to hit up a new state
Bitches don't the half, like they flunk they math
Bitches ain't cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy
is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my cousin Nicholas
But my memories only happy
is for the hood, this is for the kids
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
time, times like these (Ooh ooh)
They who we are by now
know who we are
Champion, the (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to
I remember when I to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 to Comerica
It's terrible, it's 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 only when I
I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in acre cribs
up tryna eat niggas, steak and ribs
I made a stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, even make a wish
good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but good to me
I them do the splits for a rap
you niggas good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like

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)

balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one thing you won't do:
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 Play-high
Over a mil in weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the
Somebody tell these local niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I do to get this champagne going
I gotta do to get this coconut flowing?
Don't let me hear Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Sean Combs, money in my place, let's celebrate

a celebration
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 two million dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had some killers me
This ain't rated PG, this PJ
Cause that's 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 to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my sister
I aspire your desire to be different
My ten year old plan is just one to finish
My list looks like this, first thing that discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, and other
Here's a man who clearly basic
list, just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my chapter
Fast life, happily ever after

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)