Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

(Oyy papi, apurate, fuck!)
No apologizing for being excellent
(No se me importa. apurarte?)
From now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be
(Quiero la plata, más)
And no for it
I'm sorry I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo ya)
Wrap your mind around it and embrace it, is a fact of life
(Mmm, papi)
God, I'm so

[Verse 1: Meek
Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it again (then it again)
I fuck her twice, then I her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, look at these haters, they hatin' again (they again)
I they don't like it, they takin' it in
Fuck up a check, we makin' it back
She like Chanel, drape her in that
She the D, I've been waitin' on that
I've been doing my thing, they've hatin' on that
And I meant I said, I ain't takin' it back
We get you chain, we ain't takin' it
Reach for my chain, get [your fracture] for
speak on my name when you statin' the facts, please
I know we ballin' too and all of these pretty hoes fallin' for us
I say, "Ven mami," and call it to us
If I give you my number, don't me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad bitches and tities, she jump on the jet me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my pockets on and she in Dior
Flex on the just to look like you got it, but really you broke
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know that used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast,
They say we talk about money too much, but maybe ain't gettin' money enough
I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he gon' make a tab and I'm it up, gracias!

2: T.I.]
Let me welcome you, get to the king
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and clean
So disappointed niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, don't do anything
Okay, killin' these niggas with than before
stuntin' and shinin' since back in the nineties
I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, you and plug the whole city behind me
Spent hundreds of thousands, no on diamonds
In Philly, they go ask Milly about me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See these niggas, I be like, 'What the fuck?'
Ain't no way in you can fuck with us
Like a bad with no furniture, I can't do nothin' with her
Still hit her and bad bitches who hung with her
That's how I do, ay, can't you the formula
Don't me, I'm just warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the fuck perfomin' for
Leave 'em right for the coroner
Man, my bitch look so bad, she a
Martin, the attire is formal
How we kick it, ain't 'bout us normal
We Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, stackin' that paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, drippin' flavor
Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I split potato, then go sit and eat with the mayor
Skiin' in Vail, David told me you niggas is funny as hell
Run to the smoke and then and tell, open the vault, put you under the jail

[Outro: voice & T.I.]
Como dice 'Plata O Plomo'?
Así es es
Que te bien, bitch!
Hey, que pase, mi
You that nigga?
Ay,
he do?

Ask him if he got weed
Yo grande mota
Man, you just say?
Cómo se a lot of weed
(Yeah) yo quiero grande mota
(huh?)
(Hell yeah)
Mucho (We that)

Ya