Luyện nghe bài hát All About The Money (Remix)

It's the though! (Young Troy what it do?)
Dj still gon' kill this (It's the world nigga)
Roofeeo on the
Troy Ave make the Cypher (BSB)

You never seen like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a would boy
A sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young 'Melo cause is my shit boy
I'm CP3 'cause I be dishin' and the rock
Chef with the pot boy
It's all about the money
It's all about the muthafuckin'
It's all the muthafuckin' money (Yeah)
It's all the muthafuckin' money

Step up in this bitch my shades on (snow!)
All I see is bands, I got my rays on
My call me Mr. Rolex nigga (niggaaa)
game so strong, they call me Bowflex nigga (Damn)
Twenty square feet, bitch my crib way out (way out)
Bk Barclay, I brought Jay out (yeah)
I was, 14 bought my first (how you ride?)
Had the 14 in the rental (b-boo)
Lamb, yellow Lamb, even had a white one (white one)
Can't the kiwi green, even had a Sprite one (whoo)
Took the Jacob to Jacobs nigga
With facing 10, big money the case, so What's Up!? (Ha-ha)

You never seen nothin' like this, Splash with the aim
I wish a nigga boy
A nigga sleeping with your
Nigga call me Young 'Melo scoring is my shit boy
I'm CP3 I be dishin' and handlin' the rock
cooking with the pot boy
It's all about the muthafuckin'
It's all the muthafuckin' money
It's all about the muthafuckin' (Yeah)
all about the muthafuckin' money

I be in the hood, drop
Toilet paper in my cause I'm shittin'
94Th and in the kitchen
Cooking birds saying thanks for giving
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm from the
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm the whippin'
reply to you niggas sneak dissin'
Suck a when you see me know I'm grippin'
It's all about the muthafuckin'
It's all about the muthafuckin'
It's all about the money (yeah)
It's all about the muthafuckin'

No limit to my money I should get a
They walk me through the entering the bank
Base Aaron so I'm giving hank
a hit had him hit leave the nigga plankin'
He got six feet, I got six
less but six shot coming off the hip
Life's a trip, life a gamble, I'm a big
1000 Dollar hand wrist glitter nigga

You never seen nothin' like this, Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga boy
A nigga with your misses
Nigga call me Young 'Melo cause is my shit boy
I'm CP3 cause I be dishin' and the rock
Chef with the pot boy
It's all about the money
It's all the muthafuckin' money
It's all about the money (eah)
It's all about the money

Menace to society, cocaine
My dog three Feds magazine covers
Get for the beat, wash up on the beach
Butt naked full of hoes, Timbs on ya'
Ya' stretched on the block, cover the top
Backwoods, stay strapped, smokin' in the
snitch on forty niggas, how ya' writing books?
I'm the city, testify and get yo' body took
Fuck 'em all, rats on me cause I hold the
Been had him in the and now it's time to squeeze
50 of costs, boy now pay the penalty
Fuck all ya' kids, I to God, you gon' remember me
are powerful, it's time to see my niggas eat
In a two seater, in Atlanta, pickin' up
Ferrari or the Lambo, cause I got em
Nigga a chain, next they know I got 'em smoked
Neva rob, baby, I'm so mob
I'm out in Vegas at the ponds, peddle ball
a button I can turn a bitch to battle raw
Kill nigga, how ya' rat on all ya' dawgs?
Play my position, here I am, so now time to ball
Ave, now it's time to ball

It's all about the money (money)
all about the muthafuckin' money (money)
It's all about the money (Yeah)
It's all about the money

I flourish under the fire, laugh in the face of
You got enough money or fingers to count me out
Bsb Records make the cypher
We the #1 independent in the streets
And you 'sno
Free Abdul my team, gotta' get my bro (Drumma)
Salute to the fans, and the DJs