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

Yo, it's in the morning
My mom still yawning
my little daughter on the forehead
'Nuf said, beeper off
hundred, it's Busta Bust
In God We Trust another one bites the

Hey Ramp, that!
I was 'bout to see cat
Some niggas pulled up in a black suburban 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 to react
Call the squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown 1-51 at St.
I'm there
I my baby mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' then the two nines out the flo'
through South, yo, we takin' niggas war
on the run
Always for cover when its necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
Fuck with the wrong clik, the way we get
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you never be
Number whatever on missing
Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my gats bursting
I the tri-borough bridge
In my fat land my two nines and my mans
I'ma from the spot
I cross the street the parking lot
My trigger is hot
I'm Bust in a phone booth
on the roofs
Spiff is in the range
The change
Lord's in the with machine guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the squad meet up,
Know about to heat up
Went the whole entire up
from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing that my arrive
We see who be the last alive
While we all over the place
for space
In case, see him, rinse my whole clip up in his
As my squad hold post down
We waiting for them to pass through
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 goin' all out, bullets ringing out
Guns is 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
Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a
his whole shit, his whole crew busting
Shit ain't according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing behind me
I think I'm up on a creep
I I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga to fry my head
My crew burst into a
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving
So much drama over this money
The way this situation end it wasn't even
Trying to rob nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let's blast a nigga in a
Me and my bounce and left the fucking scene ugly

[Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen
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 when you're hungry
The way you start to it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't for tomorrow

we be doin' for money
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 for tomorrow