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

Yo, it's 3:25 in the
My baby mom yawning
my little daughter on the forehead
'Nuf beeper goes off
hundred it's Busta Bust
In God we trust another one the dust

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

Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm
I'll be there in twenty
Uptown 1 51 at St
I'm there
I my baby 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

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

I the Tri-Borough Bridge
In my fat land with my two nines and my
I'm a from the spot
I cross the street from the lot
My finger is hot
I'm Bust in a phone booth
Niggas on the
Spiff Star is in the
The change
Lord's in the forerunner with guns, big ones

Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the whole meet up
Know about to heat up
the whole entire street up
Blast from the car
My enemies wouldn't wanna be you
I see you, me down
I that my crew arrive
We gon' see who be the last

While we creep all over the
for space
In case, see him, rinse my whole clip up in his
As my squad hold post down
We patiently waiting for them to pass
timing the way we put it on their whole crew

Aeiyo, Bust give me the
I'm for you, close to you
Blood in and out
We goin' all out, just ringin' out
Guns is just 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 dumped on a nigga
his whole shit, his whole crew busting
Shit ain't according to plan
God damn, my jam
Nigga standing 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
Spliff this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,

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

(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the street when 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)
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you start to live it 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 start to live it funny, no, no
Living day to day but live for tomorrow
(Things we be for money)

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

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

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

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