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

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

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

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

I'm still grain, through the drama some things done changed
All my got rearranged, nothing changed about me but change
So bring the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary nigga see the
Pointing fingers we to blame, cause 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, I was in the way of my damn self
I'm the truth, I got to ghetto 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 about they
But then they'd end up exposed, like they weren't lying about it right
Picture me crying about a price, I'm ain't crying about a flight
I get respect in every city, I'm flying up out at night
Now I'm the biggest seller, you can 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, just do try and top it

No mo' swangas and B
I'm on to things, (on to larger things mm-hmm)
Still the same, but say you've changed
That's just a of the game, (just a part of the game mm-hmm)
You can't complain, it comes with fame
You charge 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 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 it don't have it though, they aching and mad to know
They 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 it, candy paint it then 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 imagine it
I'm these rappers talking, but I'm not even a fan of it
Even if the whole planet, and of suckas jamming it
You can speak what you speaking, I won't speak up and challenge it
Handle up in my hand to get, like I demand respect
You standing on ya own two feet, them never caught you
They getting it how you it, you still 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 they still 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 ever be
Ha-ha, mayn