Luyện nghe bài hát Still

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

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

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

Yeah, a nigga (Yeah, ho)
Still got a chopper too big to (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 Murder Blocc still (Uh)
Bitch call me Maxo, it, that's still (Yeah, ho)
Come around the Hill, you get jacked Jill (Gimme that)
Still stretch a pint, hit it that Nyquil (Finesse)
80 of molly, still not high still (Uh huh)
Up for days, doctor said I need a chill pill (What)
Pop Percocet, that's a chill pill (Uh)

I know, man, I'm still, man
I'm still in here
I'm still up off the Adderall, you know, man
I'm fuckin' hoes, man, still rocking shows, man
Y'all what the fuck goin' down, man
Maxo C
I'm still here, I ain't going
My was winning
And I'm
And now you, Maxo, winning still