Things We Be Doin' for Money Part 2
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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Huh, yeah, fuck that,
Niggas is gon' have to get it
Niggas is out here holding I'm a have to see niggas
Niggas is out there holding
Starving nigga, fuck that, I'm a broke nigga
And I gotta see any nigga out here holding something
Fuck that
Everyday, me and my son stay scheming,
On how to maximise the level on day to day creaming,
While you remain faking,
Yo, I ain't tolerating, no mistaking,
We on the move to steady paper-making
Round up the whole squad quick,
Plot the scheme with my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
Before I solidify manslaughter, my unit form on the street corner,
We surprise like fiends in disguise,
Laying for the right fit so I can receive another grand prize
Greeting niggas like a homeless nigga,
The way it happened son, you'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 bitch, go ahead,
Report it stolen, see what happen.

Yo I'll fuck you up
Aye yo run all your jewels
Run all your paper
You ain't holding this paper you fuckin' faggot
Aye yo get the fuck on the floor
Shut the fuck up
Aye yo shut the fuck up

Cocks drawn nigga, holding my dick,
Wilding for the night, splurging with my click from the last fit
Open like a motherfucker, itching and ready to do the next stick,
Get anybody my nigga take your pick,
What you said I said even if it caused a bloodshed,
We gettin' paper even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
Word to mother son, I ain't fronting,
I'm taking everything I been always wantin'
So I continue to peep out, the nigga in 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 shit, test your life shit
Or even stab you on some knife shit,
Fake it if you wanna fake it, if I see it, then I want it, then 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 ears, cold steel all against your face
I feel your blood chilling, your heart racing at a rapid pace
And if you thinking you that strong
I dare you even to flinch wrong, fuck around
You feel the four five long
The victim contemplating what to do
Or how the fuck to get out of the situation that he's going through




This nigga tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping
Bet y'all niggas wanna know how the rest of the story happened

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes's song Things We Be Doin' for Money Part 2 depicts the perspective of a hardened street criminal living in poverty, explaining their day-to-day struggle to make money. The lyrics reveal a willingness to resort to violence and robbery to make ends meet. The use of the word "holding" in the lyrics is a reference to anyone who has something that the criminal wants, be it money or possessions. The song portrays the desperation of the singer's situation, and a willingness to commit any crime to gain financial security.


The lyrics also detail the singer's schemes and tactics, including gathering a group of like-minded individuals and targeting vulnerable victims. The lyrics further convey that the criminal is fearless and not afraid of any potential consequences of their actions. The singer's willingness to use violent tactics to achieve their goal is evident in the line "Cocks drawn nigga, holding my dick, wilding for the night, splurging with my click from the last fit."


In conclusion, Busta Rhymes's song Things We Be Doin' for Money Part 2 is a vivid depiction of the desperation and ruthlessness that can develop in a life of poverty. The song portrays the criminal mindset, detailing the perspective of one who has nothing and is willing to do anything to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Huh, yeah, fuck that,
I don't care about anything except making money


Niggas is gon' have to get it
I will take money from anyone I can


Niggas is out here holding I'm a have to see niggas
I will steal from anyone who appears to have money


Niggas is out there holding
There are people out there with money that I can take


Starving nigga, fuck that, I'm a broke nigga
I don't care if I have to rob people to survive


And I gotta see any nigga out here holding something
I will rob anyone I see with money


Everyday, me and my son stay scheming,
I am always thinking about new ways to make money


On how to maximise the level on day to day creaming,
I want to make as much money as possible every day


While you remain faking,
While others pretend to be rich, I am actually trying to make money


Yo, I ain't tolerating, no mistaking,
I won't let anyone stand in the way of my making money


We on the move to steady paper-making
I am always trying to make a steady income


Round up the whole squad quick,
I am gathering my group of people to rob together


Plot the scheme with my niggas, get on some full clip bullshit,
We are planning a robbery and preparing for violence


Before I solidify manslaughter, my unit form on the street corner,
Before we commit murder, my group gathers on a street corner


We surprise like fiends in disguise,
We catch people off guard like they are addicts


Laying for the right fit so I can receive another grand prize
I am waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a lot of money


Greeting niggas like a homeless nigga,
I appear like a homeless person to catch people off guard


The way it happened son, you'd never figure,
I am so good at robbing that people don't even see me coming


How the homeless nigga gun is much bigger,
I have a bigger gun than people expect from a homeless person


Now give me everything you walking with and everything your man is holding,
I am demanding that you give me all of your possessions and your friend's possessions


Even the watch that got the platinum moulding,
I even want valuable jewelry like a platinum watch


And as the situation start unfolding,
As the robbery begins to take place,


You scared to death you little bitch, go ahead,
I intimidate my victims to make them give me everything


Report it stolen, see what happen.
I challenge my victims to report the robbery to the police


Yo I'll fuck you up
I am threatening violence against the victim


Aye yo run all your jewels
Give me all your valuable jewelry


Run all your paper
Give me all your cash


You ain't holding this paper you fuckin' faggot
I accuse the victim of not actually having money


Aye yo get the fuck on the floor
I force the victim to lie on the ground


Shut the fuck up
I order the victim to be quiet


Cocks drawn nigga, holding my dick,
I am holding a gun and feeling powerful


Wilding for the night, splurging with my click from the last fit
I am reckless and spending money with my group of robbers


Open like a motherfucker, itching and ready to do the next stick,
I am ready and excited to do another robbery


Get anybody my nigga take your pick,
I am willing to rob anyone we see


What you said I said even if it caused a bloodshed,
I will do whatever it takes to make money, even if it means hurting someone


We gettin' paper even if we robbing a fucking chickenhead,
We will rob anyone for money, even if they don't have much


Word to mother son, I ain't fronting,
I am serious about making money through robbery


I'm taking everything I been always wantin'
I am taking everything I have ever desired


So I continue to peep out, the nigga in the jam will be the most blidded,
I am always looking for someone in a vulnerable situation to rob


Rob 'em in the corner bounce to the bar with they money and buy drinks with it,
After a successful robbery, we celebrate by spending the stolen money on drinks


I stay on some real trife shit, test your life shit
I am always willing to risk my life for money


Or even stab you on some knife shit,
I am willing to use violence to get what I want


Fake it if you wanna fake it, if I see it, then I want it, then I take it,
I will take anything I desire, whether the person is pretending or not


Leaving niggas ass naked
I strip my victims of everything valuable


Sometime I know it seems so shocking
My actions may surprise or shock people


How you the next victim to be listening of the sounds of a trigger cocking
You could be the next person to hear the sound of my gun being loaded


All in your ears, cold steel all against your face
I hold my gun close to my victim's face


I feel your blood chilling, your heart racing at a rapid pace
I can sense my victim's fear and excitement


And if you thinking you that strong
If the victim thinks they are tough,


I dare you even to flinch wrong, fuck around
I challenge them to move or resist, leading to violence


You feel the four five long
If the victim doesn't comply, I will shoot them with my gun


The victim contemplating what to do
The victim is trying to figure out how to escape or survive


Or how the fuck to get out of the situation that he's going through
The victim is trying to find a way to escape the robbery


This nigga tried to grab the gat, you know I started clapping
If the victim tries to resist, I will start shooting


Bet y'all niggas wanna know how the rest of the story happened
You probably want to know what happened next to the victim




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Written by: OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY, TREVOR SMITH

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