Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't like to dream about gettin'
No time for slippin' no to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
Nigga's on the come up, up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't gettin' no better my
Want to take on another job, but I let her
up without my daddy 'cause he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my momma to deal me so i
all night, and slept all day
Can't out, how I turned out that way
Somebody come and help me, my foot is all ready in the
What will it for a nigga to get paid
Wasn't with no silver spoon in my mouth
Without a I'm strugglin'
Fuck doin' bad, I'm smugglin'
But the less, I got to get my momma out of there
I got a job, to show her that I care
The player hate'n gettin' bad but it's
These is schemin' on me they 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 money came quick, though it was a lil'
I put my with tee and copped the whole birdie
Slangin' that shit it was hot when will 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 time's so hard, I ask my momma
She me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama
I I was put o the test, I ain't about fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm only about

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No struggle no progress when I struggle I can't
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin'
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you know bout my
Here we go again up that ladder, stuck in the see
It's the gushy attitude, that me once o-n-e
But some serious business known as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's it's the I 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 have to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile just play third ward boo
Now leave it or love it all the hoe shit above it
'cause if a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress

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