Luyện nghe bài hát Still

This a to all you haters out there
All people that hate Maxo, man
You are like shit, is thicker than water

All these five are not equal
This what they Karma
What goes around, comes
In this case, for
Chase the money, Chase the
You gonna ballin'

Double decker doors and out shows (Uh huh)
bustdown 'bows and bustdown hoes (Hoes)
Still setting up traps and out packs (What)
hearing choppers, MACs, and .45 gats (Grr, du-du)
Gettin' off raps but still tote straps (Trap)
But I'll still rob the plug, he not tax (Gimme that)
Remember hand-me-down clothes, I had shit (Maxo)
And I'm up racks, hit up Saks Fifth (Maxo, Maxo)
Still totin' Glocks, still TECs, necks, chops (Uh)
Still the opps, still 10110 Murder Blocc (For real)
Still dodging
serving out the trap spot (Yew)
You can still shop, molly, pot, crack rock (Ya dig)
told me, chill
'cause I'm fighting all these (Momma, what)
Still making deals, vacuum seals, what you me? (Hahaha)
Brand new crib in the Hills like
Still gangbang, I been like the elderlies (For real)
Still hit a stain, a chain, ain't no changing me (Uh)
Maxo C, still the flyest Crip you seen (What)
Fredo ain't dead, cuz still living me (Yeah)
sippin' lean, take a bean with the codeine (Squad)
Still you down for a pound, what they hit for?
(Gimme that, that)
Still them bales, I be posted at the Citgo (Yeah)
clientele, more Js than a shoe store (Uh huh)
Hand-to-hand sales, passin' like a Juco (Maxo)
Still sellin' you know what to you who (To who?)
Law on my ass, gotta watch my moves (Fuck 12)
I still sell a 4 two times two (Uh huh)
Hit the pint two times and he still ain't (Bankroll)
Still free Lil' Jordan, free Ike too (Bring it home)
Bro still time, but he almost through
slide where Kream at, money mad, money do
(Kream Gang)
Yeah, we still RICO, man, this shit ain't through
(Gang, gang, gang)
Still Trigger Maxo, uh huh,
Still ridin' through sprayin', just muhfucka (Uh huh)
Still don't like niggas, 3 Ks, Ruckus (Uh huh)
Put your in the ground and you still ain't touch us (Bow)
Still foreign at the Spice Lane, motherfucker (For real)
I gotta shoot the steel, still whoop a motherfucker
(Whoop your ass, ho)

Yeah, a still (Yeah, ho)
Still got a too big to conceal (Hey, hey)
making deals, just signed me a deal (Trap, trap)
to RCA, 1.5 mil (Rich)
Still selling dope, label I need to chill (Uh huh)
Still repping 10110 Murder still (Uh)
Bitch call me Maxo, took it, that's (Yeah, ho)
Come around the Hill, you get jacked like (Gimme that)
Still stretch a pint, hit it with that (Finesse)
80 grams of molly, still not still (Uh huh)
Up for days, doctor said I need a chill pill (What)
Pop another Percocet, that's a pill (Uh)

I know, man, I'm still, man
I'm still in freestyling
I'm still up off the Adderall, you know, man
I'm still fuckin' hoes, man, rocking shows, man
Y'all know what the goin' down, man
motherfuckin' C
I'm still here, I going nowhere
My father was
And I'm
And now you, Maxo, you're still