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

Yo, it's in the morning
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little on the forehead
'Nuf said, goes off
Five hundred, it's Bust
In God We another one bites the dust

Hey Ramp, that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas pulled up in a suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me we fighting over the gat
The way them niggas tried to me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown at St. Nick
I'm there
I tell my mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' grabbed the two nines out the flo'
Driving South, yo, we takin' niggas war
on the run
Always running for when its necessary
I'm out for now
But all shit is temporary
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you be found
Number whatever on persons
Any them niggas gon' feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the bridge
In my fat land with my two and my mans
I'ma second from the
I cross the street the parking lot
My trigger is hot
I'm seeing in a phone booth
Niggas on the
Spiff Star is in the
The atmosphere
Lord's in the with machine guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the squad meet up,
shit about to heat up
Went the whole entire up
Blast from the car
My enemies even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing that my arrive
We see who be the last alive
we creep all over the place
Looking for
In case, see him, rinse my whole up in his face
As my squad they post down
We patiently for them to pass through
Carefully the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, Bust give me the
I'm here for you, to you
in and blood out
We goin' all out, bullets ringing out
is just spraying out
Yo Bust, hit the dirt
You my nigga to the end I back
Turn quick
Oh shit!
You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole crew
Shit ain't according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing right me
I think I'm up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to
Dis about to fry my head
My crew burst into a
lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three already the next two we leaving bloody
So much drama over fucking money
The way this situation end it even funny
Trying to rob this because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let's blast a in a hurry
Me and my squad and left the fucking scene ugly

Hamilton & The Chosen Generation]:
Things we be doin' for
Livin' in the street you're hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for
we be doin' for money
Livin' in the street when hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but live for tomorrow

Things we be for money
in the street when you're hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for