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

Yo, it's 3:25 in the
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the
'Nuf said beeper off
Five hundred it's Bust
In God we another one bites the dust

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

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

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

I through the Tri-Borough
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 Bust in a phone booth
Niggas on the
Spiff Star is in the
The atmosphere
Lord's in the forerunner with machine guns, big

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

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

Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
in and blood out
We goin' all out, just ringin' out
is just springin' out
Yo Bust, hit the lay flat
You my nigga to the end I back
Turn quick

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

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

Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We three niggas already, the next two we catch
We bloody
So much over this fucking money
The way this situation end, it even funny
Trying to rob nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test, blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and the fucking scene ugly

(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 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 for tomorrow

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

{What the fuck, fuck I'm, dreamin' about
This shit is
I call this nigga, where, where
I gotta this fuckin' crib
Where the this nigga at man?
Hope this nigga up the phone
Pick up the son}

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

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

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