Luyện nghe bài hát Still (N Love With My Money)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, now you listening
To the greatest show on my nigga
Ha-ha, mayn

- 2x]
Oh yeah, still in love my money yeah
If the world was free
It would be just me, and my money to me

Make that mayn, watch the jealousy it shows
Watch your homies turn to traitors, your friends'll foes
Really can't complain, cause I'm that do'
Even though I see haters, just let 'em all know
I'm still in love with my do', (I'm in love with my do')
I you hate it (oh yeah), I know you hate it (oh yeah)
They hate you're successful, (they hate when you're successful)
I know you it (oh yeah), I know you hate it (oh yeah)
I'm in love with my do'

I'm still grain, through the drama some things done changed
All my got rearranged, nothing changed about me but change
So bring the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary see the chain
Pointing fingers like we to blame, cause gimic rappers gotta the game
Yes ma'am gotta get grands, niggaz in the way of my plans
All the real fans staying my fans, realized I was in the way of my damn
I'm the truth, I got to ghetto jamming it
Get the respect that Cham can get, you can say I am the shit
A lot of niggaz be talking big, but they out there lying about they
But then end up getting exposed, like they weren't lying about it right
Picture me crying about a price, I'm rich crying about a flight
I get in every city, that I'm flying up out at night
Now I'm the seller, you can tell I make a profit
Bracelet yella, and you'll never ever stop it
Put yellow in the bezel, get your up try and cop it
Instead of a vendetta, do better try and top it

No mo' and vogues B
I'm on to larger things, (on to larger mm-hmm)
Still the same, but they'll say you've
That's just a part of the game, (just a part of the mm-hmm)
You can't complain, cause it with fame
You gotta charge it to the game, (gotta it to the game mm-hmm)
But I'll be damned, if I don't do my
And make 'em all the pain, (make 'em all feel the pain mm-hmm)
Hol' up hold up a no, they faking and had the do'
They fake as the Phantom Rolls, they claiming to flows
They claim it don't have it though, aching and mad to know
They saying that blow, they hating and nan a show
Faggots and slamming cabinets, mad at me I'm grabbing it
Mad at me cause I'm it, candy paint it then Davin it
(Damn it then how you handle it), I it how I handle it
Mad at me cause I'm it, while they only imagine it
I'm hearing these talking, but I'm not even a fan of it
Even if the whole planet, and of suckas jamming it
You can speak what you speaking, like I won't speak up and it
Handle up in my to get, pointed like I demand respect
You standing on ya own two feet, them never caught you
They getting it how you it, you still getting it when they start to
They ain't living it how you living it, won't admit it just gon argue
Cause you paid in full, while they still getting paid it costs you

(*talking*)
At a when it's all eyes on me, all I can do is be me
A nigga, that never scared to say what he see
A percent realer, than you will ever be
Ha-ha, Chamillitary