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, mayn

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

Make that money mayn, watch the jealousy it
Watch your homies turn to traitors, your turn foes
can't complain, cause I'm making that do'
Even though I see some haters, just let 'em all
I'm in love with my do', (I'm still in love with my do')
I know you hate it (oh yeah), I you hate it (oh yeah)
They when 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 squeezing grain, 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 gotta 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 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 be talking big, but they out there lying 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 crying about a
I get respect in every city, that I'm up out at night
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' 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 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 '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 Phantom Rolls, claiming to having flows
They claim it don't it though, they 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 Davin it
(Damn it then how you it), I handle it how I handle it
Mad at me cause I'm having it, while only imagine it
I'm hearing rappers talking, but I'm not even a fan of it
Even if the whole planet, and of suckas jamming it
You can what you speaking, like I won't speak up and challenge it
Handle up in my to get, pointed like I demand respect
You standing on ya own two feet, haters never caught you
They getting it how you getting it, you still 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 when it's all 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