Troy Ave - All About The Money (Remix) Тексты

(Verse)
Menace to society, cocaine brothers
My dog made three Feds magazine covers
Get shot for the beat, wash up on the beach
Butt naked full of hoes,
Timbs on your feet
Ya stressed on the block, cover with the top
Backwards, stay strapped, smokin' in the dark
Sickin' bitch, ya fuckin' ?, how ya writing books?
I'm from the city testify and get yo body took ? rap, tell me cuz
I got all the cheese
They had him in his ? now it's time to squeeze 50 stacks of carbon, boy,
now pay the penalty
I'll call yo kids, I swear to God, you'll gon' remember me
Word to Piefull, it's time to see my nigga D In a two seater, in Atlanta,
pickin' up me Ferrari or the Lambo, cuz I got em both
Begin took a chain, next ya know I got em smoked Neva rob, baby,
I'm so foreva mob I'm out in Vegas at the ponds, playing peddle bomb
Push a button I can turn a bitch to battler raw
Kill yoself and then how ya rat on all ya dawgs?
Play my position, here I am so now it's time to ball
Troy Ave, now it's time to ball

(Hook)
It's all about the all about the money
It's all about the all about the money
It's all about the all about the money
It's all about the all about the money
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