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

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

- 2x]
Oh yeah, still in love with my yeah
If the world was sucka
It be just me, and my money next 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 making do'
Even though I see some haters, let 'em all know
I'm still in love with my do', (I'm in love with my do')
I know you it (oh yeah), I know you hate it (oh yeah)
hate when you're 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 squeezing grain, through the drama some done changed
All my homies got rearranged, nothing about me but change
So the change but you can leave the laim, Chamillitary 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 self
I'm the truth, I got ghetto to ghetto 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 lying about they life
But then they'd end up exposed, like they weren't lying about it right
Picture me crying about a price, I'm rich ain't crying about a
I get respect in city, that I'm flying up out at night
Now I'm the biggest seller, you can tell I make a
looking yella, and you'll never ever stop it
Put in the bezel, get your 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
just a part of the game, (just a part of the game 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 I'll be damned, if I do my thang
And make 'em all the pain, (make 'em all feel the pain mm-hmm)
Hol' up hold up a second no, they and had the do'
They fake as the Phantom Rolls, they claiming to 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 slamming cabinets, mad at me cause I'm it
Mad at me cause I'm slabbing it, 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, they only imagine it
I'm hearing these rappers talking, but I'm not a fan of it
Even if the whole planet, and thousand of suckas it
You can speak what you speaking, like I won't up and challenge it
Handle up in my hand to get, pointed 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 paid in full, while they still getting paid it costs you

(*talking*)
At a when it's all eyes on me, all I can do is be me
A nigga, that never scared to say what he see
A hundred percent realer, than you will be
Ha-ha, Chamillitary