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 on the forehead
said beeper goes off
Five hundred Busta Bust
In God we trust another one the dust

Hey Ramp that!
I was to see this cat
Some pulled 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, niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these down, face flat

Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown 1 51 at St
I'm there
I tell my baby mom I to go
I walked out the do' then grabbed the two out the flo'
Driving through South, yo, we niggas to war

Still on the run, always running for cover it's necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
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 full of my squads gats bursting

I the Tri-Borough Bridge
In my fat land with my two and my mans
I'm a second from the
I cross the from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing Bust in a phone
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 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, hunting me
I knowing that my crew
We gon' see who be the last

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

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

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

I I need to pray to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my
My crew into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two 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 end, it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob this because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test, let's a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad and left the fucking scene ugly

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

(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)

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 this nigga pick up the
Pick up the phone

{Yo, aiyo,
Whattup This is Bust
Son I had the wild dream son
Niggas is all the starving shit
Crazy sons, niggas, niggas, is also doin' shit
Run rail-robbin', niggas 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 God, this shit
shit ain't good

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