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

Everyday, me and my son scheming,
On how to the level 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 scheme my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
I solidify manslaughter, my unit form on the streetcorner,
We suprise fiends in disguise,
Laying for the shit so I can receive another grand prize,
Greeting niggas like a nigga,
The way it son, you'd never figure,
How the homeless nigga gun is bigger,
Now give me everything you walking with and your man is holding,
Even the watch got the platinum moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You scared to death you bitch, go ahead,
it stolen, see what happen...

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

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my click the fit,
Open a motherfucker, itching and ready to do the next stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
What you said I said if it causing bloodshed,
Getting paid for if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
to mother son, I ain't fronting,
I'm taking everything I always wanting,
So I continue to peep out, in the jam will be the 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 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,
Leaving ass naked,
I know it seems so shocking,
How you the next to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in your ears, steel all against your face,
I feel your blood chilling, your 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 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 know I clapping,
Bet y'all niggas wanna how the rest of the story happened...

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