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 gotta see any nigga out holding something,
that.

Everyday, me and my son scheming,
On how to maximise the on day to day creaming,
While you faking,
Yo, I tolerating, no mistaking,
We on the to study paper-making,
Round up the whole quick,
Plot the scheme with my niggas, get on some clip bullshit,
Before I manslaughter, my unit form on the streetcorner,
We like fiends in disguise,
Laying for the right shit so I can receive grand prize,
Greeting niggas like a nigga,
The way it happened son, never figure,
How the nigga gun is much bigger,
Now give me everything you walking with and everything man is holding,
Even the watch got the platinum moulding,
And as the start unfolding,
You scared to you little bitch, go ahead,
Report it stolen, see happen...

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

Cocks nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging 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,
Getting for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to son, I ain't 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 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 it, then I take it,
niggas ass naked,
Sometime I it seems so shocking,
How you the victim to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking,
All in your ears, cold steel all against face,
I feel your blood chilling, your racing at a rapid pace,
And if you thinking strong,
I you even to flinch wrong, fuck around,
You feel the full long,
The victim what to do,
Or how the fuck top get out of the that he's going through,
This tried to grab the gat, you know 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)