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 daughter on the
'Nuf said, goes off
hundred, it's Busta Bust
In God We Trust another one the dust

Hey Ramp, that!
I was 'bout to see cat
Some pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we fighting the gat
The way them niggas tried to play me son, them niggas is
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these down - face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm
be there in twenty minutes
Uptown at St. Nick
I'm there
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 its necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
Fuck with the clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be
Number whatever on persons
Any minute them niggas feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the bridge
In my fat with my two nines and my mans
I'ma second from the
I the street from the parking lot
My trigger is hot
I'm Bust in a phone booth
on the roofs
Spiff Star is in the
The change
Lord's in the forerunner with guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the whole squad up,
Know about to heat up
Went the whole street up
Blast from the car
My wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my crew
We see who be the last alive
While we all over the place
for space
In case, see him, my whole clip up in his face
As my squad hold post down
We patiently for them to pass through
Carefully timing the way we put it on their crew
Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
in and blood out
We goin' all out, bullets just out
Guns is spraying out
Yo Bust, hit the layflat
You my to the end I gotcha back
Turn around
Oh shit!
You started blasting, me on the hip
Lord Have Mercy dumped 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 caught up on a
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to
Dis nigga to fry my head
My crew burst into a
Spliff lifted nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see niggas coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving
So much over this fucking money
The way this situation end it wasn't even
Trying to rob this nigga because I was hungry
But if you try to test blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad and left the fucking scene ugly

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

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