Luyện nghe bài hát Things We Be Doin' For Money Part 2

Yo, 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom still
Kiss my daughter on the forehead
said beeper goes off
Five it's Busta Bust
In God we trust another one bites the

Hey fuck that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas up in a black Suburban jumped out the back
to put it on me, while we fighting over the gat
The way them niggas to play me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down, flat

Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm
I'll be there in minutes
1 51 at St Nick
I'm there
I tell my mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' grabbed the two nines out the flo'
Driving through South, yo, we takin' to war

on the run, always running for cover when it's necessary
I'm out for now
But all that is temporary
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', we'll leave you lost, you'll never be
Number whatever on missing
Any minute them gon' feel
The full blast of my gats bursting

I the Tri-Borough Bridge
In my fat land my two nines and my mans
I'm a second the spot
I cross the street the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing in a phone booth
on the roofs
Spiff Star is in the
The atmosphere
Lord's in the forerunner machine guns, big ones

Now we to have mad fun
Me and the whole meet up
Know shit to heat up
Went the whole street up
Blast from the car
My enemies wouldn't wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing my crew arrive
We see who be the last alive

While we all over the place
Looking for
In case, see him, my whole clip up in his face
As my squad hold they down
We patiently waiting for them to pass
Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole

Aeiyo, Bust give me the
I'm here for you, to you
Blood in and out
We all out, bullets just ringin' out
is just springin' out
Yo Bust, hit the dirt lay
You my nigga to the end I gotcha
Turn around

Oh shit! You started blasting, me on the hip
Lord Have Mercy five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his crew busting
Shit going according to plan
God damn, my jam
standing right behind me
I I'm caught up on a creep

I think I need to pray to Lord, my soul to
Dis nigga to fry my head
My burst into a rage
lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,

Aeiyo, I see niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead niggas already, the next two we catch
We bloody
So much over this fucking money
The way situation end, it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob this because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test, blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and left the scene ugly

(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the street you're hungry
The way you start to live it funny, no, no
Living day to day but live for tomorrow
(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the street when you're
The way you start to live it funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for

(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the street when you're
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for
(Things we be for money)

{What the fuck, fuck I'm, about man?
This is crazy
I gotta call nigga, where, where
I call this fuckin' crib
Where the fuck this nigga at
this nigga pick up the phone
Pick up the phone

{Yo, aiyo,
Whattup nigga? is Bust
Son I just had the dream son
Niggas is all the starving shit
sons, niggas, niggas, is also doin' shit like
Run into rail-robbin', niggas some crazy killa shit like
We ain't got no son, I don't understand}

{Nigga be lootin' the fuckin' mind, God
What nigga? I'm saying God, this
This shit good

Nigga fuck you, nigga, you
Yeah aight, aight, nigga, please, yeah aight}