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

Yo, 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the
'Nuf said, beeper off
Five hundred, it's Busta
In God We Trust another one 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 while we fighting the gat
The way them niggas tried to me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
I'll be there in minutes
Uptown 1-51 at St.
I'm quick
I tell my baby mom I to go
I walked out the do' then grabbed the two out the flo'
Driving through South, yo, we takin' war
on the run
Always running for cover when its
I'm out for now
But all that is temporary
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be
Number whatever on missing
Any minute niggas gon' feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the tri-borough
In my fat with my two nines and my mans
I'ma from the spot
I cross the from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing Bust in a booth
Niggas on the
Spiff is in the range
The change
Lord's in the with machine guns, big ones
Now we to have mad fun
Me and the whole squad up,
Know shit about to up
Went the whole entire up
Blast from the car
My enemies even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing my crew 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 waiting for them to pass
timing the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, Bust me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
Blood in and out
We all out, bullets just ringing out
Guns is just out
Yo Bust, hit the layflat
You my nigga to the end I gotcha
Turn around
Oh shit!
You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord Have dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his crew busting
Shit going according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing behind me
I I'm caught up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my to keep
Dis about to fry my head
My crew burst a rage
Spliff lifted nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas the next two we leaving bloody
So drama over this fucking money
The way this end it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob this because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to let's blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene

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