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

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

I'm still squeezing grain, through the some things done changed
All my homies got rearranged, changed about me but change
So bring the change but you can leave the laim, nigga see the chain
Pointing fingers like we to blame, gimic rappers gotta leave 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 ghetto to ghetto it
Get the respect that Cham can get, you can say I am the shit
A lot of niggaz be talking big, but out there lying about they life
But then they'd end up getting exposed, they weren't lying about it right
me crying about a price, I'm rich ain't crying about a flight
I get respect in every city, that I'm up out at night
Now I'm the biggest seller, you can I make a profit
Bracelet looking yella, and 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)
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 with
You gotta it to the game, (gotta charge it to the game mm-hmm)
But I'll be damned, if I do my thang
And 'em all feel the pain, (make 'em all feel the pain mm-hmm)
up hold up a second no, they faking and had the do'
They fake as the Rolls, they claiming to having flows
claim it don't have it though, they aching and mad to know
They saying 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 then how you handle it), I handle it how I it
Mad at me cause I'm having it, while they only 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 you speaking, like I won't speak up and challenge it
Handle up in my hand to get, like I demand respect
You on ya own two feet, them haters never caught you
They it how you getting it, you still getting it when they start to
They ain't living it how you it, won't admit it they just gon argue
Cause you getting paid in full, while they 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 scared to say he see
A percent realer, than you will ever be
Ha-ha, Chamillitary