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

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

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

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

I'm still grain, through the drama some things done changed
All my homies got rearranged, changed about me but change
So the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary nigga see the chain
Pointing fingers like we to blame, cause gimic rappers gotta the game
Yes ma'am gotta get grands, eliminate niggaz in the way of my
All the real staying my fans, realized I was in the way of my damn self
I'm the truth, I got ghetto to jamming it
Get the respect that can get, then you can say I am the shit
A lot of niggaz be talking big, but they out there lying they life
But then they'd end up getting exposed, like they 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 biggest seller, you can tell I make a
Bracelet yella, and you'll never ever stop it
Put in the bezel, get your bread up try and cop it
Instead of a vendetta, just do try and top it

No mo' swangas and 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 complain, cause it comes with fame
You gotta charge it to the game, (gotta charge it to the mm-hmm)
But I'll be damned, if I do my thang
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 Rolls, they claiming to having flows
They claim it don't have it though, aching and mad to know
saying that Cham'll blow, they hating and nan a show
Faggots and slamming cabinets, mad at me cause I'm it
Mad at me cause I'm slabbing it, paint it then Davin it
(Damn it how you handle it), I handle it how I handle it
Mad at me cause I'm it, while they only imagine it
I'm hearing these rappers talking, but I'm not a fan of it
Even if the planet, and thousand of suckas jamming it
You can what you speaking, like I won't speak up and challenge it
Handle up in my hand to get, pointed I demand respect
You standing on ya own two feet, them haters never you
They getting it how you getting it, you getting it when they start to
ain't living it how you living it, won't admit it they just gon argue
Cause you getting paid in full, while still getting paid it costs you

(*talking*)
At a time when it's all on me, all I can do is be me
A nigga, that ain't scared to say what he see
A hundred percent realer, than you will be
Ha-ha, mayn