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THE LYRIC OF THINGS WE BE DOIN FOR MONEY PART ONE , BUSTA RHYMES'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Things We Be Doin For Money Part One, Busta Rhymes's song

Huhyeahfuck that
Niggas go out to get it
Niggas is out there holding until I see niggas
Niggas is out there holding
Starving niggafuck thatI m a broke nigga
And I gotta see any nigga out here holding something
Fuck that.

Everydayme and my son stay scheming
On how to maximise the level on day to day creaming
While you remain faking
YoI ain t toleratingno mistaking
We on the move to study paper-making
Round up the whole squad quick
Plot the scheme with my niggasget on some full clip bullshit
Before I solidify manslaughtermy unit form on the streetcorner
We suprise like fiends in disguise
Laying for the right shit so I can receive another grand prize
Greeting niggas like a homeless nigga
The way it happened sonyou d never figure
How the homeless nigga gun is much bigger
Now give me everything you walking with and everything your man is holding
Even the watch that got the platinum moulding
And as the situation start unfolding
You scared to death you little bitchgo ahead
Report it stolensee what happen...

(Crazy fighting going onmad punchessmashed glass etc.)

Cocks drwan niggaholding my dick
Wilding for the nightsplurging with my click from the fit
Open like a motherfuckeritching and ready to do the next stick
Get any my nigga Dit can pick
What you said I said even if it causing bloodshed
Getting paid for even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead
Word to mother sonI ain t fronting
I m taking everything I been always wanting
So I continue to peep outin the jam will be the most blidded
Rob em in the corner bounce to the bar with they money and buy drinks with
it
I stay on some real trife shittest your life shit or even stab you on some
knife shit
Fake it if you wanna fake itif I see itthen I want itthen I take it
Leaving niggas ass naked
Sometime I know it seems so shocking
How you the next victim to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking
All in your earscold steel all against your face
I feel your blood chillingyour heart racing at a rapid pace
And if you thinking that s strong
I dare you even to flinch wrongfuck around
You feel the full five long
The victim contemplating what to do
Or how the fuck top get out of the situation that he s going through
This nigga tried to grab the gatyou know I started clapping
Bet y all niggas wanna know how the rest of the story happened...

Fades to Outro/Intro to Things We Be Doin For Money - Part 2

- Back to the Songs of the Album When Disaster Strikes

- Back to the Busta Rhymes's Albums

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