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

Yo, it's in the morning
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the
'Nuf said beeper off
Five hundred it's Busta
In God we trust another one the dust

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

Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown 1 51 at St
I'm quick
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 niggas to war

Still on the run, running for cover when it's necessary
I'm out for now
But all shit is temporary
Fuck with the clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', we'll leave you lost, never be found
Number whatever on persons
Any minute them niggas 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 from the
I cross the street the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing Bust in a phone
on the roofs
Spiff is in the range
The atmosphere
Lord's in the forerunner machine guns, big ones

Now we to have mad fun
Me and the squad meet up
Know about to heat up
Went the whole entire up
from the car seater
My enemies even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing my crew arrive
We see who be the last alive

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

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

Oh shit! You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord Mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his crew busting
Shit ain't according to plan
God damn, my jam
Nigga standing behind me
I think I'm caught up on a

I think I need to to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis about to fry my head
My crew burst a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, two inside his rib cage
Yo,

Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas already, the next two we
We leaving
So much over this fucking money
The way this end, it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test, let's blast a nigga in a
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 it ain't funny, no, no
day to day but don't live for tomorrow
(Things we be for money)
in the street when you're hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't for tomorrow

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

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

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

{Nigga must be lootin' the mind, God
What nigga? I'm saying God, this
This ain't good

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