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

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

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Oh yeah, still in love with my money
If the world was 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 friends'll turn
can't complain, cause 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 you hate it (oh yeah), I know you hate it (oh yeah)
They hate when you're successful, (they when you're successful)
I know you hate it (oh yeah), I you hate it (oh yeah)
I'm in love with my do'

I'm still squeezing grain, through the drama some done changed
All my homies got rearranged, nothing changed me but change
So bring the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary nigga see the
fingers like 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 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 Cham can get, then you can say I am the
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 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 tell I make a
Bracelet looking yella, and you'll never ever it
Put yellow in the bezel, get bread up try and cop it
of a vendetta, just do better try and top it

No mo' swangas and B
I'm on to larger things, (on to larger mm-hmm)
Still the same, but they'll say you've
That's just a part of the game, (just a part of the mm-hmm)
You can't complain, cause it with fame
You gotta charge it to the game, (gotta it to the game mm-hmm)
But be damned, if I don't do my thang
And 'em all feel the pain, (make 'em all feel the pain mm-hmm)
Hol' up hold up a second no, faking and had the do'
fake as the Phantom Rolls, they claiming to having flows
They claim it don't have it though, aching and mad to know
They saying Cham'll blow, they hating and nan a show
Faggots and slamming cabinets, mad at me I'm grabbing it
Mad at me cause I'm slabbing it, candy paint it then it
(Damn it then how you handle it), I it how I handle 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 thousand of suckas it
You can speak what you speaking, like I won't speak up and it
Handle up in my hand to get, pointed like I demand
You standing on ya own two feet, them never caught you
They getting it how you getting it, you getting it when they start to
They ain't living it how you living it, won't it they just gon argue
Cause you getting in full, while they 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 never to say what he see
A hundred realer, than you will ever be
Ha-ha, Chamillitary