paroles de chanson Still - Maxo Kream
This
a
warnin'
to
all
you
haters
out
there
All
those
people
that
hate
Maxo,
man
You
are
like
shit,
blood
is
thicker
than
water
All
these
five
fingers
are
not
equal
This
what
they
call
Karma
What
goes
around,
comes
around
In
this
case,
for
Maxo
Chase
the
money,
Chase
the
money
You
gonna
keep
ballin'
Double
decker
doors
and
sold
out
shows
(Uh
huh)
Still
bustdown
'bows
and
bustdown
hoes
(Hoes)
Still
setting
up
traps
and
lending
out
packs
(What)
Still
hearing
choppers,
MACs,
and
.45
gats
(Grr,
du-du)
Gettin'
paid
off
raps
but
still
tote
straps
(Trap)
But
I'll
still
rob
the
plug,
he
better
not
tax
(Gimme
that)
Remember
hand-me-down
clothes,
I
ain't
had
shit
(Maxo)
And
I'm
fuckin'
up
racks,
hit
up
Saks
Fifth
(Maxo,
Maxo)
Still
totin'
Glocks,
still
TECs,
necks,
hand
chops
(Uh)
Still
fuck
the
opps,
still
10110
Murder
Blocc
(For
real)
Still
dodging
cops
Still
serving
out
the
trap
spot
(Yew)
You
can
still
shop,
still
molly,
pot,
crack
rock
(Ya
dig)
Momma
told
me,
chill
'cause
I'm
fighting
all
these
felonies
(Momma,
what)
Still
making
deals,
vacuum
seals,
what
you
telling
me?
(Hahaha)
Brand
new
crib
in
the
Hills
like
Beverly
Still
gangbang,
I
been
cripping
like
the
elderlies
(For
real)
Still
hit
a
stain,
take
a
chain,
ain't
no
changing
me
(Uh)
Maxo
C,
still
the
flyest
Crip
you
ever
seen
(What)
Fredo
ain't
dead,
cuz
still
living
through
me
(Yeah)
Still
sippin'
lean,
take
a
bean
with
the
codeine
(Squad)
Still
take
you
down
for
a
pound,
what
they
hit
for?
(Gimme
that,
gimme
that)
Still
move
them
bales,
I
be
posted
at
the
Citgo
(Yeah)
Same
clientele,
more
Js
than
a
shoe
store
(Uh
huh)
Hand-to-hand
sales,
passin'
dimes
like
a
Juco
(Maxo)
Still
sellin'
you
know
what
to
you
know
who
(To
who?)
Law
still
on
my
ass,
gotta
watch
my
moves
(Fuck
12)
I
still
sell
a
4 like
two
times
two
(Uh
huh)
Hit
the
pint
two
times
and
he
still
ain't
moved
(Bankroll)
Still
free
Lil'
Jordan,
still
free
Ike
too
(Bring
it
home)
Bro
still
doin'
time,
but
he
almost
through
Still
slide
where
Kream
at,
money
mad,
money
do
(Kream
Clicc
Gang)
Yeah,
we
still
fightin'
RICO,
man,
this
shit
ain't
through
(Gang,
gang,
gang)
Still
Trigger
Maxo,
uh
huh,
muhfucka
Still
ridin'
through
sprayin',
just
slayin'
muhfucka
(Uh
huh)
Still
don't
like
niggas,
3 Ks,
Uncle
Ruckus
(Uh
huh)
Put
your
homie
in
the
ground
and
you
still
ain't
touch
us
(Bow)
Still
foreign
parked
at
the
Spice
Lane,
motherfucker
(For
real)
I
ain't
gotta
shoot
the
steel,
still
whoop
a
motherfucker
(Whoop
your
ass,
lil'
ho)
Yeah,
a
nigga
still
(Yeah,
ho)
Still
got
a
chopper
too
big
to
conceal
(Hey,
hey)
Still
making
deals,
just
signed
me
a
deal
(Trap,
trap)
Signed
to
RCA,
1.5
mil
(Rich)
Still
selling
dope,
label
like
I
need
to
chill
(Uh
huh)
Still
repping
10110
Murder
Blocc
still
(Uh)
Bitch
call
me
Maxo,
took
it,
that's
still
(Yeah,
ho)
Come
around
the
Hill,
you
get
jacked
like
Jill
(Gimme
that)
Still
stretch
a
pint,
hit
it
with
that
Nyquil
(Finesse)
80
grams
of
molly,
still
not
high
still
(Uh
huh)
Up
for
three
days,
doctor
said
I
need
a
chill
pill
(What)
Pop
another
Percocet,
that's
a
chill
pill
(Uh)
I
don't
know,
man,
I'm
still,
man
I'm
still
in
here
freestyling
I'm
still
fucked
up
off
the
Adderall,
you
know,
man
I'm
still
fuckin'
hoes,
man,
still
rocking
shows,
man
Y'all
know
what
the
fuck
goin'
down,
man
Maxo
motherfuckin'
C
I'm
still
here,
I
ain't
going
nowhere
My
father
was
winning
And
I'm
winning
And
now
you,
Maxo,
you're
winning
still
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