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Some information about Things We Be Doin For Money Part Two Lyrics Title: Busta Rhymes - Things We Be Doin For Money Part Two lyrics Artist: Busta Rhymes Album: When Disaster Strikes Visitors: 6 visitors have visited Things We Be Doin For Money Part Two Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Rampage: Yoit s 3:25 in the morning My baby mom still yawning Kiss my little daughter on the forehead Nuf saidbeeper goes off Five hundredit s Busta Bust In God We Trust another one bites the dust Busta: Hey Rampfuck that! I was bout to see this cat Some niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back Tried to put it on me while we fighting over the gat The way them niggas tried to play me sonthem niggas is wack AeiyoRampyoyou know it s only right to react Call the whole squadlet s lay these niggas down - face flat AeiyoBustchillcalm down I ll be there in twenty minutes Uptown 1-51 at St. Nick I m there quick I tell my baby mom I got s to go I walked out the do then grabbed the two nines out the flo Driving through Southyowe takin niggas war Still on the run Always running for cover when its necessary I m out numbered for now But all that shit is temporary Fuck with the wrong clikthe way we get down If your violatin leavin you lostyou never be found Number whatever on missing persons Any minute them niggas gon feel blast of my squads gats bursting I through the tri-borough bridge In my fat land with my two nines and my mans I ma second from the spot I cross the street from the parking lot My trigger finger is hot I m seeing Bust in a phone booth Niggas on the roofs Spiff Star is in the range The atmosphere change Lord s in the forerunner with machine gunsbig ones Now we bout to have mad fun Me and the whole squad meet up Know shit about to heat up Went the whole entire street up Blast from the car seat-er My enemies wouldn t even wanna be you I see youhunting me down I knowing that my crew arrive We gon see who be the last alive While we creep all over the place Looking for space In casesee himrinse my whole clip up in his face As my squad hold they post down We patiently waiting for them to pass through Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole crew AeiyoBust give me the queue I m here for youclose to you Blood in and blood out We goin all outbullets just ringing out Guns is just spraying out Yo Busthit the dirt layflat You my nigga to the end I gotcha back Turn around quick Oh shit! You started blastinggrazed me on the hip Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga Suck his whole shithis whole crew busting Shit ain t going according to plan Goddamnmy shit jam Nigga standing right behind me I think I m caught up on a creep I think I need to prayer to Lordmy soul to keep Dis nigga about to fry my head My crew burst into a rage Spliff lifted this niggaputting two inside his rib cage YoRampage AeiyoI see them niggas comingnow I m dumbing We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving bloody So much drama over this fucking money The way this situation end it wasn t even funny Trying to rob this nigga because I was fucking hungry But if you try to test let s blast a nigga in a hurry Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene ugly Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen Generation: Things we be doin for money Livin in the street when you re hungry The way you start to live it ain t funnynono Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow Things we be doin for money Livin in the street when you re hungry The way you start to live it ain t funnynono Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow Things we be doin for money Livin in the street when you re hungry The way you start to live it ain t funnynono Living day to day but don t live for tomorrow Hottest songs from Busta Rhymes : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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