Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, up kids
don't nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the man
the scams like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man
Cops off, you know the flavor
They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the lunatic

And now we gotta eat, gotta make ends
Stabbin' for a fee, it gets on the fuckin' streets
It's like a madness, making gravy
I rhyme and do crimes, 'cuz way pays me

A little with a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough rougher in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you we're gonna, rip
With roughneck nigga named 2Pacalypse

YG'z yo
Flip Stretch and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't forget Money
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

Gotta get ahead and always bumblin'
And always keep a on the gat
'Cuz a straight strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money

I used to be on tour, but now I'm sick of
I thought about bumpin', but jugglin'
I it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker
But I'd use my gun 'cuz I get the money quicker, so bust it

Look as I cut the records to eject
A quick threw my body down uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to now you want the task here
'Cuz of the light a motherfucker shot ass up

But and rough is how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and always kept in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it on
If you come up steppin' you'll be lit like a

So you better chill, I got too much money to get
A street thug in the house, I'm strugglin'
Get drunk but I don't
I'm just in it for the money, don't be a snitch

When I yank up my gun, don't run don't
ya know if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch
You'll get stupid ass blown out the frame
'Cuz I'm to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money
Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
Ain't nothin' changed set it off I let the hang
Guess who's back, to put on they back
Till I call back, runnin' free better fall back

I'm fifty niggaz deep sleep
With a Mossberg wrapped in my
Three deep in my Jeep run with the Young Gunz
Strugglin' and strivin', that's how the dough

Now get by the one with the gun for the low goal
Throw a bolo so low I flow yo
too high to read the signs, I'm blind
Clickin' on the nine, out to get

I go big up, big up, gotta the room, boom
Blowin' to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, home from the
See me on the block,

And rollin' with the nuff checks cashed
I get in ass, blast
Straight

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, up kids
don't nothin' move but the money
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