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, fuck that, I'm a nigga,
And I gotta see any out here holding 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,
Round up the squad quick,
Plot the scheme with my niggas, get on some full bullshit,
I solidify manslaughter, my unit form on the streetcorner,
We suprise fiends in disguise,
Laying for the right so I can receive another grand prize,
Greeting niggas a homeless nigga,
The way it happened son, never figure,
How the nigga gun is much bigger,
Now give me everything you walking with and everything man is holding,
Even the watch that got the moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You scared to death you 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,
What you said I said if it causing bloodshed,
Getting for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to son, I ain't fronting,
I'm taking I been always wanting,
So I to peep out, in the jam will be the most blidded,
Rob 'em in the corner bounce to the bar with they money and buy with
it,
I stay on some real trife shit, test your life shit or even stab you on
shit,
Fake it if you wanna fake it, if I see it, then I want it, then I it,
niggas ass naked,
Sometime I it seems so shocking,
How you the next victim to be listening of the sounds of a cocking,
All in your ears, steel all against your face,
I feel your blood chilling, your heart at a rapid pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I dare you to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You feel the full long,
The victim contemplating to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation that going through,
This tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping,
Bet y'all niggas know how the rest of the story happened...

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