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

Yo, it's 3:25 in the
My mom still yawning
Kiss my little on the forehead
'Nuf said, goes off
Five hundred, it's Busta
In God We another one bites the dust

Hey Ramp, that!
I was 'bout to see cat
niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we over the gat
The way them niggas tried to me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only right to
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm
I'll be there in twenty
1-51 at St. Nick
I'm there
I my baby mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' then grabbed the two out the flo'
Driving through South, yo, we niggas war
on the run
Always running for cover its necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', you lost, you never be found
Number whatever on persons
Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my squads bursting
I the tri-borough bridge
In my fat land with my two and my mans
I'ma second from the
I cross the street from the lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing in a phone booth
Niggas on the
Spiff Star is in the
The atmosphere
Lord's in the forerunner machine guns, big ones
Now we to have mad fun
Me and the whole meet up,
Know about to heat up
Went the whole entire up
from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't even be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my arrive
We gon' see who be the last
While we creep all over the
Looking for
In case, see him, rinse my whole up in his face
As my squad hold they down
We patiently for them to pass through
timing the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
Blood in and out
We goin' all out, just ringing out
is just spraying out
Yo Bust, hit the layflat
You my nigga to the end I gotcha
around quick
Oh shit!
You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord Have Mercy dumped on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole busting
Shit going according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing behind me
I think I'm up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my
My burst into a rage
Spliff this 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 much drama over fucking money
The way this situation end it wasn't even
Trying to rob this nigga because I was fucking
But if you try to test let's a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and the fucking scene ugly

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