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

(*talking*)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, right now you
To the show on earth my nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary

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

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

I'm still squeezing grain, through the drama some things changed
All my got rearranged, nothing changed about me but change
So the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary nigga see the chain
Pointing like we to blame, cause gimic rappers gotta leave the game
Yes ma'am gotta get grands, eliminate 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 that Cham can get, then you can say I am the shit
A lot of niggaz be talking big, but they out lying about they life
But then they'd end up getting exposed, like they lying about it right
Picture me crying a price, I'm rich ain't crying about a flight
I get respect in every city, that I'm flying up out at
Now I'm the biggest seller, you can tell I make a
looking yella, and you'll never ever stop it
Put yellow in the bezel, get bread 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 say you've changed
That's a part of the game, (just a part of the game mm-hmm)
You can't complain, cause it comes fame
You charge it to the game, (gotta charge it to the game mm-hmm)
But I'll be damned, if I don't do my
And make 'em all feel the pain, (make 'em all feel the mm-hmm)
Hol' up up a second no, they faking and had the do'
They fake as the Phantom Rolls, they claiming to having
They claim it don't have it though, aching and mad to know
They saying that Cham'll blow, they and nan a show
Faggots and cabinets, mad at me cause I'm grabbing it
Mad at me cause I'm slabbing it, candy paint it then it
(Damn it then how you handle it), I it how I handle it
Mad at me cause I'm having it, they only imagine it
I'm hearing rappers talking, but I'm not even a fan of it
Even if the planet, and thousand of suckas jamming it
You can speak what you speaking, like I won't speak up and it
Handle up in my hand to get, pointed I demand respect
You standing on ya own two feet, haters 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 they gon argue
Cause you getting paid in full, while still getting paid it costs you

(*talking*)
At a time it's all eyes on me, all I can do is be me
A nigga, that ain't never to say what he see
A hundred percent realer, than you will be
Ha-ha, mayn