Luyện nghe bài hát Things We Be Doin' For Money (part One)

Huh, yeah, that,
go out to get it,
Niggas is out holding until I see niggas,
Niggas is out holding,
Starving nigga, that, I'm a broke nigga,
And I gotta see any nigga out here something,
that.

Everyday, me and my son scheming,
On how to maximise the on day to day creaming,
you remain faking,
Yo, I tolerating, no mistaking,
We on the to study paper-making,
Round up the whole quick,
Plot the with my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
Before I manslaughter, my unit form on the streetcorner,
We suprise fiends in disguise,
Laying for the shit so I can receive another grand prize,
Greeting niggas a homeless nigga,
The way it son, you'd never figure,
How the homeless nigga gun is bigger,
Now give me everything you walking with and everything man is holding,
Even the watch got the platinum moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You to death you little bitch, go ahead,
Report it stolen, see happen...

(Crazy fighting going on, mad punches, glass etc.)

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my from the fit,
Open like a motherfucker, itching and ready to do the stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
What you said I said if it causing bloodshed,
Getting for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to mother son, I fronting,
I'm taking I been always wanting,
So I continue to peep out, in the jam be the most blidded,
Rob 'em in the corner bounce to the bar they money and buy drinks with
it,
I stay on some real trife shit, test your life shit or even you on some
shit,
Fake it if you fake it, if I see it, then I want it, then I take it,
Leaving ass naked,
Sometime I it seems so shocking,
How you the next victim to be of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in ears, cold steel all against your face,
I feel your chilling, your heart racing at a rapid pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I dare you to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You the full five long,
The victim contemplating to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation that going through,
nigga tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping,
Bet niggas wanna know how the rest of the story happened...

(Fades to to Things We Be Doin' For Money - Part 2)