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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

[Fat Joe - 1]
on froze, thanks to the stove;
Mattress financial, bank's closed;
Monday to Sunday, all addicts;
Joey Van Gundy, watch me the Magic;
Aah, and I talkin' NBA;
I ain't even trust the brethren, jealous ones envy me;
Problem is, these guys ain't even half they pretend to be;
Cold Don, now at all the shots that they keep sendin' me;
And your girl the best, she all my fantasies;
She drip, drip, drippin' all up in the Drophead Phantom
Now pop your bottles, blow your cush, fuck your man say;
you know we don't give a fuck, we let the pan play...

[Trey - Chorus]
If it ain't money, why we wastin' time?
(And her that) money's all that's on my mind...
You can believe that, I'll be the cheese at;
on froze, better get your hoe;
Pocket full of paper, so haters can't stand me;
Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat Miami,
And she killin' in jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me?"
She she a boss, she ain't talkin'
If it ain't about money, why we time?

Joe - Verse 2]
Neck on froze, to the hoes;
never plummet, pimp 'til I'm gone;
Powder white work, let's get shit poppin';
And fuck the police, like them niggaz out in
Aah, we too fly for our own
And you can see the sky on the chrome hood;
And you can smell that money off the Lou Vuitton;
Self-made right from the Bronx;
On my way to Cali, Kobe, he playin'
Drop 50 stacks, my niggaz "Pay the bar";
Stop trippin', that pussy got a hard;
And the card, blacker than my nigga 'Kon...

[Trey Songz -
If it ain't money, why we wastin' time?
(And tell her that) money's all on my mind...
You can that, I'll be where the cheese at;
Wrist on froze, get your hoe;
Pocket full of paper, so haters can't stand me;
Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat Miami,
And she killin' in jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me?"
She said she a boss, she ain't
If it ain't about money, why we wastin'
You can believe that, I'll be where the at;
on froze, better get your hoe;
Pocket full of paper, so haters can't stand me;
Ballin' like the Lakers, heat like Miami,
And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, you take 'em off for me?"
She she a boss, she ain't talkin'
If it ain't money, why we wastin' time?