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 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 squad quick,
the scheme 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 right so I can receive another grand prize,
Greeting niggas a homeless nigga,
The way it happened son, you'd figure,
How the homeless nigga gun is bigger,
Now give me you walking with and everything your man is holding,
Even the watch that got the moulding,
And as the situation unfolding,
You to death you little bitch, go ahead,
Report it stolen, see happen...

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

drwan nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, with my click 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 even if it bloodshed,
paid for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to mother son, I fronting,
I'm taking everything I been wanting,
So I continue to out, in the jam will 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 trife shit, test your life shit or even you on some
shit,
Fake it if you wanna fake it, if I see it, I want it, then I take it,
Leaving ass naked,
I know it seems so shocking,
How you the victim to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in your ears, steel all against your face,
I feel your chilling, your heart racing at a rapid pace,
And if you that's strong,
I dare you to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You feel the five long,
The victim what to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation he's going through,
nigga tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping,
Bet y'all wanna know how the rest of the story happened...

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