Luyện nghe bài hát My Struggle

Boosie Boo,
And I be like the best at this shit right now
Word for word, life for life story
You know I'm the

We off in the backyard, I'm that boy
Hate to lose, if I lose, you can get bruised, I'm hard
Life starts from a bad memory, Daddy drugs
Can't take this from him, he loved

Went neighborhood jackers to neighborhood stackers
I-10 riders to traffickers
Imagine us in bottom on that PCP
Walkin' to school wit a tool, who beef wit me?

Got to sellin' drugs, marijuana and coke
Momma, she washed her and let me go
The rest you know, I ain't explain, I been a man
Since I went got my own, now they at me grown

Posted up behind the same ol' on Wyoming
Big sacks, big gats and some
All the niggas got big niggas, like Junior and Bleed
All old niggas showed us ropes they picturin' beef

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my
You dont know my struggle, so you can't my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my

Hard times, me and you gettin'
Got a dimebag but we couldn't buy the
Walkin' to the dispenser, we was short on the special
So we got drunk, purses, man, it's whatever

Old tried to shortstop, we baller blocked, fuck it
Got a big knot, now I'm wit a big ugly somethin'
On my waistline, bouncin' through the
Back then, it was gin, dickies and cowhides

You ain't our side, we bustin' at ya, thats the rules
Used to be deep, now we down to a few
Man, I'm 'bout them lonely nights, me and my homey on the flight
Sneakin' hoes' window, robbin' niggas for endo

Runnin' wit nothin' but hard like Fry Thang and Kevin
Goin' to clubs reppin', hollin' fuck to Heaven
'Cause I'm out here, look like my fucked up
And I done lost a niggas, so my trust fucked up, man

You dont my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle
You know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my

Sittin' nights, my medicine and my needles
All the keepin' it gutta wit my peoples
The life, back to back catchin' misdemeanors
The drug life, servin' junkies in front the

The hospitals, nurses tryin' to lift up my
My momma preachin' but Boo dont wanna hear it
You know they say I was dead, two shots up in my
Some say I O.D.'d off that X, what gon' say next?

Grandma died, Momma house, talk to ya
Niggas hate but I dont drive-by, I to ya
school, 4 deep in a Monte Carlo
Dusted and tryna make it 'til tomorrow

When I borrowed, I back
it was beer time, I made stacks, 110 to 150, I shake that
The baby momma drama me wanna holla
I lost all my ghetto role models, this my struggle, man