Luyện nghe bài hát Champion

This a celebration, this is
Look at how you winning This took dedication
This is meditation, education
the official competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips Web to move weight
Came back to to hit up a new state
don't know 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 little Nicholas
But my memories only images
This is for the hood, this is for the
This is for the single mothers, doing bids
one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Thembi, Lauren,

a celebration
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)

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

a celebration
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)

Straight balling in bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one you won't do: settle
Give me one word for your yellow
Pocket full of money, cars; 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
a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the
Somebody tell these local niggas, I'm global
me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I 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, cases in my place, let's celebrate

It's a
Put it up for the
It's times these
They who we are by now
know 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 PG, this rated PJ
Cause that's where a nigga from; murder on
My b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy,
you can see me on a Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my sister
I aspire your desire to be different
My ten old plan is just one year to finish
My list looks like this, first thing you'll discover
The in pussy: white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who clearly isn't
Waiting list, just to me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my next
Fast life, happily ever after

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)