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

Yo, it's 3:25 in the
My mom still yawning
my little daughter on the forehead
'Nuf beeper goes off
Five it's 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 them tried to play me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down, flat

Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
be there in twenty minutes
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'
Driving through South, yo, we takin' to war

Still on the run, always running for cover when necessary
I'm out for now
But all shit is temporary
Fuck with the 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 blast of my squads gats bursting

I through the Tri-Borough
In my fat with my two nines and my mans
I'm a from the spot
I cross the street from the lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing Bust in a phone
Niggas on the
Star is in the range
The atmosphere
Lord's in the forerunner with machine guns, big

Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the whole squad up
Know shit to heat up
the whole entire street up
Blast the car seater
My enemies even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I that my crew arrive
We gon' see who be the last

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

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

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

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

Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I'm
We three niggas already, the next two we catch
We leaving
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 bounce 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 live for tomorrow
(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 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)

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

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

{Nigga must be the fuckin' mind, God
What nigga? I'm saying God, shit
This shit ain't

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