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

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

Hey fuck that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas pulled up in a black 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 niggas is
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know only right to react
Call the squad, let's lay these niggas down, face flat

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

Still on the run, always running for 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 you lost, you'll never be found
Number whatever on persons
Any minute niggas gon' feel
The full blast of my gats bursting

I the Tri-Borough Bridge
In my fat land with my two and my mans
I'm a from the spot
I cross the street the parking lot
My trigger is hot
I'm Bust in a phone booth
on the roofs
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
shit about to heat up
Went the entire street up
Blast from the car
My enemies wouldn't even be you
I see you, hunting me
I that my crew arrive
We see who be the last alive

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

Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
in and blood 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 back
around quick

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

I think I need to pray to Lord, my to keep
Dis nigga to fry my head
My burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two 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 over this fucking
The way this end, it wasn't 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 left the fucking ugly

(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 for tomorrow
(Things we be for money)
Livin' in the street 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)
Livin' in the street 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)

the fuck, fuck I'm, dreamin' about man?
This shit is
I gotta this nigga, where, where
I call this fuckin' crib
the fuck this nigga at man?
Hope this nigga pick up the
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 doin' shit like
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 saying God, this
This ain't good

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