Текст (слова) песни: Busta Rhymes - Things We Be Doin` For Money (Part Two) F Rampage

[Rampage]:

Yo it`s 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom still yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the forehead
`Nuf said beeper goes off
Five hundred it`s Busta Bust
In God We Trust another one bites the dust
[Busta]:

Hey Ramp fuck 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 son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it`s only right to react
Call the whole squad, let`s lay these niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm 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 South, yo, we 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 clik, the way we get down
If your violatin`, leavin you lost, you 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 guns, big 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 you, hunting 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 case, see him, rinse 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
Aeiyo, Bust give me the queue
I`m here for you, close to you
Blood in and blood out
We goin` all out, bullets just ringing out
Guns is just spraying out
Yo Bust, hit the dirt layflat
You my nigga to the end I gotcha back
Turn around quick
Oh shit!
You started blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole crew busting
Shit ain`t going according to plan
Goddamn, my shit jam
Nigga standing right behind me
I think I`m caught up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo, Rampage
Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now 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 funny, no, no
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 funny, no, no
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 funny, no, no
Living day to day but don`t live for tomorrow

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Все тексты песен: Busta Rhymes
» Busta Rhymes - Genesis
» Busta Rhymes - We Got What You Want
» Busta Rhymes - It`s A Party
» Busta Rhymes - Salute Da Gods
» Busta Rhymes - How Much We Grew
» Busta Rhymes - Everybody on The Line Outside
» Busta Rhymes - Straight Spittin
» Busta Rhymes - Comin` Through
» Busta Rhymes - E.L.E. (Extinction Level Event)
» Busta Rhymes - Understanding the Inner Mind`s Eye
» Busta Rhymes - What`s it gonna be
» Busta Rhymes - So Hardcore
» Busta Rhymes - IntroTheres Only One Year Left
» Busta Rhymes - It Ain`t Safe No More ...
» Busta Rhymes - Do the Bus a Bus
» Busta Rhymes - Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check
» Busta Rhymes - Woo Hah! got You All In Check (The Rashad Remix)
» Busta Rhymes - Live it Up
» Busta Rhymes - All Night
» Busta Rhymes - There`s Not a Problem My Squad Can`t Fix


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Busta Rhymes - Things We Be Doin` For Money (Part Two) F Rampage [Rampage]: Yo it`s 3:25 in the morning My baby mom still yawning Kiss my little daughter on the forehead `Nuf said beeper goes off Five hundred it`s Busta Bust In God We Trust another one bites the dust [Busta]: Hey Ramp fuck 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 son, them niggas is wack Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it`s only right to react Call the whole squad, let`s lay these niggas down - face flat Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm 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 South, yo, we 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 clik, the way we get down If your violatin`, leavin you lost, you 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 guns, big 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 you, hunting 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 case, see him, rinse 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 Aeiyo, Bust give me the queue I`m here for you, close to you Blood in and blood out We goin` all out, bullets just ringing out Guns is just spraying out Yo Bust, hit the dirt layflat You my nigga to the end I gotcha back Turn around quick Oh shit! You started blasting, grazed me on the hip Lord Have Mercy dumped five on a nigga Suck his whole shit, his whole crew busting Shit ain`t going according to plan Goddamn, my shit jam Nigga standing right behind me I think I`m caught up on a creep I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep Dis nigga about to fry my head My crew burst into a rage Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage Yo, Rampage Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now 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 funny, no, no 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 funny, no, no 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 funny, no, no Living day to day but don`t live for tomorrow Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Things We Be Doin` For Money (Part Two) F Rampage: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/14614.html Все тексты песен: Busta Rhymes » Busta Rhymes - Genesis » Busta Rhymes - We Got What You Want » Busta Rhymes - It`s A Party » Busta Rhymes - Salute Da Gods » Busta Rhymes - How Much We Grew » Busta Rhymes - Everybody on The Line Outside » Busta Rhymes - Straight Spittin » Busta Rhymes - Comin` Through » Busta Rhymes - E.L.E. (Extinction Level Event) » Busta Rhymes - Understanding the Inner Mind`s Eye » Busta Rhymes - What`s it gonna be » Busta Rhymes - So Hardcore » Busta Rhymes - IntroTheres Only One Year Left » Busta Rhymes - It Ain`t Safe No More ... » Busta Rhymes - Do the Bus a Bus » Busta Rhymes - Woo-Hah!! 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