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, fuck that, I'm a nigga,
And I gotta see any nigga out here something,
that.

Everyday, me and my son scheming,
On how to the level on day to day creaming,
you remain faking,
Yo, I tolerating, no mistaking,
We on the to study 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 like in disguise,
Laying for the right shit so I can 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 you walking with and everything your man is holding,
Even the watch got the platinum moulding,
And as the situation unfolding,
You scared to you little bitch, go ahead,
it stolen, see what happen...

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

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
for the night, splurging with my click from the fit,
Open like a motherfucker, and ready to do the next stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
What you said I even if it causing bloodshed,
paid for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to mother son, I fronting,
I'm taking everything I always wanting,
So I to peep out, in the jam will 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 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 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 that's strong,
I dare you even to wrong, fuck around,
You feel the five long,
The victim contemplating to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation he's going through,
This nigga to grab the gat, you know I started clapping,
Bet y'all wanna know how the rest of the story happened...

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