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

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

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Oh yeah, still in with my money yeah
If the was sucka free
It would be just me, and my money to me

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

I'm still squeezing grain, through the drama some things changed
All my homies got rearranged, nothing about me but change
So bring the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary nigga see the
Pointing fingers like we to blame, cause gimic rappers gotta leave the
Yes ma'am get grands, eliminate niggaz in the way of my plans
All the real fans staying my fans, realized I was in the way of my self
I'm the truth, I got ghetto to jamming it
Get the respect that Cham can get, then you can say I am the
A lot of niggaz be talking big, but they out there about they life
But then they'd end up getting exposed, like weren't lying about it right
Picture me crying about a price, I'm rich ain't about a flight
I get respect in every city, that I'm flying up out at
Now I'm the seller, you can tell I make a profit
Bracelet looking yella, and you'll 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' swangas and B
I'm on to larger things, (on to things mm-hmm)
the same, but they'll 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 gotta it to the game, (gotta charge it to the game mm-hmm)
But be damned, if I don't do my thang
And make 'em all feel the pain, (make 'em all feel the mm-hmm)
up hold 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 that Cham'll blow, they hating 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 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 these rappers talking, but I'm not even a fan of it
Even if the whole planet, and thousand of jamming it
You can speak what you speaking, like I won't up and challenge it
Handle up in my hand to get, pointed like I respect
You on ya own two feet, them haters never caught you
They getting it how you getting it, you still getting it when they to
They ain't living it how you living it, won't admit it they gon argue
Cause you getting paid in full, while they getting paid it costs you

(*talking*)
At a time when all eyes 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 ever be
Ha-ha, mayn