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

Huh, yeah, that,
go out to get it,
Niggas is out there holding 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,
While you faking,
Yo, I tolerating, no mistaking,
We on the move to paper-making,
up the whole squad quick,
Plot the with my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
Before I manslaughter, my unit form on the streetcorner,
We like fiends in disguise,
Laying for the shit so I can receive another grand prize,
Greeting niggas like a nigga,
The way it happened son, you'd figure,
How the nigga gun is much bigger,
Now give me everything you walking and everything your man is holding,
Even the that got the platinum moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You scared to you little bitch, go ahead,
it stolen, see what happen...

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

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my click the fit,
Open like a motherfucker, and ready to do the next stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
you said I said even if it causing bloodshed,
Getting for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
to mother son, I ain't 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 with money and buy drinks with
it,
I stay on some real shit, test your life shit or even stab you on some
shit,
Fake it if you wanna fake it, if I see it, then I want it, then I it,
niggas ass naked,
Sometime I know it so shocking,
How you the next to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in your ears, cold all against your face,
I feel your blood chilling, your racing at a rapid pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I you even to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You the full five long,
The contemplating what to do,
Or how the top get out of the situation that he's going through,
This tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping,
Bet niggas wanna know how the rest of the story happened...

(Fades to Outro/Intro to Things We Be Doin' For - Part 2)