Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I like to dream about gettin' paid
No time for no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
Nigga's on the up, come up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't gettin' no better my
Want to take on job, but I won't let her
Raised up without my daddy 'cause he left me in eighty
I was to for my momma to deal with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't figure out, how I out that way
Somebody come and me, my foot is all ready in the grave
will it take for a nigga to get paid
Wasn't born with no silver in my mouth
a doubt I'm strugglin'
Fuck doin' bad, I'm smugglin'
But never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, to show her that I care
The player hate'n gettin' bad but it's
These hoes is schemin' on me up to no good
babies on me, reppin' on me
Talkin' to they friend's, bitches think that I'm broke
But I stack my end's, the came quick, though it was a lil' dirty
I put my money with tee and copped the whole
Slangin' that shit like it was hot when it stop
My pockets is fat, I'm obligated to live like that
The dope is kind of shady, go to do good for my
Momma and my lady, why is so hard, I always ask my momma
She told me, part of comin' up is to survive the
I feel I was put o the test, I about fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm about ballin'

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No struggle no progress when I I can't progress
To kickin' it, it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin' best
But you hear me though, so I'm a let you know bout my blue
Here we go again up ladder, stuck in the middle see
the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some business shit known as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's the I can't let 'em slide
Save up on some cash incas I got to make
Is it a twig, go up to the at the jail bail
Nigga ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma have to
See I'm on the real, no no smile just play that third ward boo
Now leave it or it all the hoe shit i'ma above it
'cause if it's a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no no progress

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Comin' up you know a nigga struggle
Slangin' everyday in the third ward
The game faded, but it didn't my way
I was to small, I had heart down from the start since
The age of five, I was an artist, never took the way
Always the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost
On my feet, can't get no job, I got six teeth
the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost twenty two
Motherfuck them folk's I'm a sign with the "u"
Want some show's then we made a single
Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to
All on a dick, try'na get a nigga end's
was around when I didn't have no dividends
Everything I do, I do it my best remember sayin'
No struggle no