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

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

Hey Ramp that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas pulled up in a Suburban jumped out the back
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 it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down, face

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

Still on the run, 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 violatin', we'll leave you lost, you'll never be found
Number on missing persons
Any minute niggas gon' feel
The blast of my squads gats bursting

I through the Bridge
In my fat land my two nines and my mans
I'm a from the spot
I the street from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing Bust in a phone
on the roofs
Spiff Star is in the
The change
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
the whole entire street up
Blast the car seater
My enemies wouldn't even be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my crew
We gon' see who be the alive

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

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

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

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

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

(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you start to it ain't 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 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 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, about man?
This is crazy
I call this nigga, where, where
I gotta call fuckin' crib
Where the fuck this at man?
Hope this pick up the phone
up the phone son}

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

must be lootin' the fuckin' mind, God
What nigga? I'm saying God, shit
shit ain't good

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