Busta Rhymes ft. Rampage’s Things We Be Doin’ For Money (Part Two) Lyrics

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[Rampage]:

Yo, it’s 3:25 within the morning My child mother nonetheless yawning Kiss my little daughter on the brow ‘Nuf said, beeper goes off Five hundred, it’s Busta Bust In God We Trust one other one bites the mud [Busta]:

Hey Ramp, fuck that! I used to be ’bout to see this cat Some niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the again Tried to place it on me whereas we preventing over the gat The method them niggas tried to play me son, them niggas is wack Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you realize it’s solely proper to react Call the entire squad, let’s lay these niggas down – face flat Aeiyo, Bust, chill, relax I’ll be there in twenty minutes Uptown 1-51 at St. Nick I’m there fast I inform my child mother I obtained’s to go I walked out the do’ then grabbed the 2 nines out the flo’ Driving via South, yo, we takin’ niggas conflict Still on the run Always operating for canopy when its vital I’m out numbered for now But all that shit is short-term Fuck with the flawed clik, the way in which we get down If your violatin’, leavin you misplaced, you by no means be discovered Number no matter on lacking individuals Any minute them niggas gon’ really feel blast of my squads gats bursting I via the tri-borough bridge In my fats land with my two nines and my mans I’ma second from the spot I cross the road from the car parking zone My set off finger is sizzling I’m seeing Bust in a telephone sales space Niggas on the roofs Spiff Star is within the vary The ambiance change Lord’s within the forerunner with machine weapons, huge ones Now we ’bout to have mad enjoyable Me and the entire squad meet up, Know shit about to warmth up Went the entire complete road up Blast from the automobile seat-er My enemies wouldn’t even wanna be you I see you, searching me down I realizing that my crew arrive We gon’ see who be the final alive While we creep all over Looking for area In case, see him, rinse my complete clip up in his face As my squad maintain they submit down We patiently ready for them to go via Carefully timing the way in which we put it on their complete crew Aeiyo, Bust give me the queue I’m right here for you, near you Blood in and blood out We goin’ all out, bullets simply ringing out Guns is simply spraying out Yo Bust, hit the dust layflat You my nigga to the tip I gotcha again Turn round fast Oh shit! You began blasting, grazed me on the hip Lord Have Mercy dumped 5 on a nigga Suck his complete shit, his complete crew busting Shit ain’t going in response to plan Goddamn, my shit jam Nigga standing proper behind me I believe I’m caught up on a creep I believe I must prayer to Lord, my soul to maintain Dis nigga about to fry my head My crew burst right into a rage Spliff lifted this nigga, placing two inside his rib cage Yo, Rampage Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I’m dumbing We lifeless three niggas already the following two we leaving bloody So a lot drama over this fucking cash The method this case finish it wasn’t even humorous Trying to rob this nigga as a result of I used to be fucking hungry But for those who attempt to take a look at let’s blast a nigga in a rush Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene ugly

[Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen Generation]: Things we be doin’ for cash Livin’ on the street while you’re hungry The method you begin to dwell it ain’t humorous, no, no Living daily however don’t dwell for tomorrow Things we be doin’ for cash Livin’ on the street while you’re hungry The method you begin to dwell it ain’t humorous, no, no Living daily however don’t dwell for tomorrow

Things we be doin’ for cash Livin’ on the street while you’re hungry The method you begin to dwell it ain’t humorous, no, no Living daily however don’t dwell for tomorrow


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