Luyện nghe bài hát Things We Be Doin' For Money (part One)

Huh, yeah, that,
go out to get it,
Niggas is out there until 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 the level on day to day creaming,
While you 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 form on the streetcorner,
We suprise like 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 nigga gun is much bigger,
Now give me everything you walking and everything your man is holding,
Even the watch that got the moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You to death you little bitch, go ahead,
it stolen, see what happen...

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

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my from the fit,
Open like a motherfucker, and ready to do the next stick,
Get any my Dit can pick,
you said I said even if it causing bloodshed,
Getting paid for if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to mother son, I 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 corner bounce to the bar with they money and buy drinks
it,
I stay on some real trife shit, test life shit or even stab you on some
shit,
Fake it if you wanna it, if I see it, then I want it, then I take it,
niggas ass naked,
Sometime I it seems so shocking,
How you the next to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in your ears, cold steel all your face,
I feel your blood chilling, your heart racing at a pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I dare you even to wrong, fuck around,
You feel the full long,
The victim contemplating to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation he's going through,
This nigga tried to grab the gat, you know I clapping,
Bet y'all niggas wanna know how the of the story happened...

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