Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't like to dream about paid
No for slippin' no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
on the come up, come up, come up
Ya see, ain't gettin' no better my momma
Want to on another job, but I won't let her
Raised up without my daddy 'cause he left me in four
I was to for my momma to deal with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
figure out, how I turned out that way
Somebody come and me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What will it take for a nigga to get
Wasn't born with no silver in my mouth
a doubt 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, just to show her I care
The player gettin' bad but it's good
These hoes is on me they up to no good
Throwin' 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, it was a lil' dirty
I put my with tee and copped the whole birdie
Slangin' that shit like it was hot when will it
My is gettin' 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 always ask my
She me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I ain't about
No no progress I'm only about ballin'

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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 best
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you bout my blue
Here we go up that ladder, stuck in the middle see
It's the attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some serious business shit known as the nine
Patrol on the it's it's the I can't let 'em slide
up on some cash incas I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the at the jail bail
ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma have to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile 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 fuck it no struggle no progress

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