Luyện nghe bài hát Jefe

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

1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, fuck up money, then make it again (then make it again)
I her twice, then I make her my friend (then I make her my friend)
Shit, at these haters, they hatin' again (they hatin' again)
I know they don't like it, takin' it in
Fuck up a check, then we it back
She like Chanel, drape her in that
She want the D, I've been on that
I've been my thing, they've been hatin' on that
And I meant I said, I ain't takin' it back
We get you chain, we ain't it back
Reach for my chain, get [your for that
Only speak on my name when you statin' the facts,
I know we ballin' too much and all of these pretty hoes for us
I say, "Ven aquí mami," and it to us
If I you my number, don't call me too much, comprende?
City to city, bad and tities, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchi, my on Benji and she in Dior
Flex on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but really you
(but you broke)
Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
Know niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna it to toast, forreal
They say we talk about money too much, but maybe they 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 you, get introduced to the king
Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and clean
So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, do anything
Okay, killin' niggas with more than before
Been stuntin' and 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 Meek about me
I'm solid and thorough, stand up as
See niggas, I just be like, 'What the fuck?'
Ain't no way in hell you can with us
Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do with her
Still hit her and them bad bitches who with her
how I do, ay, can't give you the formula
Don't stop me, I'm warmin' up
Niggas be actin', the fuck they for
Leave 'em right there for the
Man, my bitch so bad, she a foreigner
Aston Martin, the is formal
How we kick it, ain't 'bout us normal
We Grand Hustle, schemin' and chasin' our dream, stackin' paper
Hearin' my raps, you see me, you see what I mean, that flavor
Fuck niggas hatin', try me, I split that 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 runnin' and tell, the vault, put you under the jail

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

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

Ya