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,
is out there holding,
Starving nigga, fuck that, I'm a nigga,
And I see any nigga out here holding 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 move to paper-making,
Round up the whole quick,
Plot the scheme my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
Before I solidify manslaughter, my unit on the streetcorner,
We suprise fiends in disguise,
Laying for the right shit so I can receive another prize,
Greeting niggas like a nigga,
The way it happened son, never figure,
How the homeless gun is much bigger,
Now give me everything you walking and everything your 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.)

drwan nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my from the fit,
like a motherfucker, itching and ready to do the next stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
What you said I said even if it bloodshed,
Getting paid for even if we a fucking chickenhead,
Word to son, I ain't fronting,
I'm everything I been always wanting,
So I continue to peep out, in the jam be the most blidded,
Rob 'em in the bounce to the bar with they money and buy drinks with
it,
I stay on some real trife shit, test your life 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,
Leaving ass naked,
I know it seems so shocking,
How you the next victim to be listening of the sounds of a cocking,
All in your ears, cold all against your face,
I feel your blood chilling, heart racing at a rapid pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I dare you to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You feel the full long,
The contemplating what to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the that he's going through,
This nigga tried to grab the gat, you I started clapping,
Bet y'all niggas wanna know how the rest of the happened...

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