Luyện nghe bài hát Still

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

All these five fingers are not
what they call Karma
What goes around, comes
In this case, for
the money, Chase the money
You gonna keep

Double decker doors and out shows (Uh huh)
Still bustdown and bustdown hoes (Hoes)
Still up traps and lending out packs (What)
Still hearing choppers, MACs, and .45 (Grr, du-du)
Gettin' paid off raps but still straps (Trap)
But I'll 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)
Still totin' Glocks, TECs, necks, hand chops (Uh)
Still fuck the opps, still 10110 Murder (For real)
Still cops
serving out the trap spot (Yew)
You can shop, still molly, pot, crack rock (Ya dig)
Momma told me,
'cause I'm fighting all felonies (Momma, what)
making deals, vacuum seals, what you telling me? (Hahaha)
Brand new crib in the like 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 lean, take a bean with the codeine (Squad)
Still take you for a pound, what they hit for?
(Gimme that, that)
Still move them bales, I be posted at the (Yeah)
Same clientele, more Js than a shoe (Uh huh)
Hand-to-hand sales, passin' like a Juco (Maxo)
sellin' you know what to you know who (To who?)
Law still on my ass, gotta my moves (Fuck 12)
I sell a 4 like two times two (Uh huh)
Hit the pint two times and he ain't moved (Bankroll)
Still Lil' Jordan, still free Ike too (Bring it home)
Bro still doin' time, but he through
Still slide where Kream at, mad, money do
(Kream Gang)
Yeah, we fightin' RICO, man, this shit ain't through
(Gang, gang, gang)
Still Trigger Maxo, uh huh,
Still ridin' through sprayin', just slayin' (Uh huh)
Still like niggas, 3 Ks, Uncle Ruckus (Uh huh)
Put homie in the ground and you still ain't touch us (Bow)
Still foreign parked at the Lane, motherfucker (For real)
I ain't gotta shoot the steel, whoop a motherfucker
(Whoop your ass, ho)

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

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