Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't to dream about gettin' paid
No time for no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it the tec-9
Nigga's on the up, come up, come up
Ya see, time's gettin' no better my momma
Want to take on another job, but I let her
Raised up without my daddy he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my to deal with me so i
all night, and slept all day
Can't figure out, how I turned out way
come and help me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What it take for a nigga to get paid
Wasn't born no silver spoon in my mouth
a doubt I'm strugglin'
Fuck doin' bad, I'm smugglin'
But never the less, I got to get my momma out of
I got a job, just to her that I care
The hate'n 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, though it was a dirty
I put my money with tee and copped the whole
Slangin' that like it was hot when will it stop
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm to live like that
The game is kind of shady, go to do good for my
and my lady, why is time's so hard, I always ask my momma
She told me, part of 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 when I struggle I can't progress
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' come the fuckin' best
But you hear me though, so I'm a let you know bout my blue
Here we go again up that ladder, in the middle see
It's the gushy attitude, 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 bail
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 play that third ward boo
Now leave it or love it all the hoe shit i'ma it
'cause if it's a chase I crack yo face fuck it no struggle no progress

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Comin' up you a nigga struggle hard
Slangin' rock's everyday in the third
The faded, but it didn't fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down the start since
The age of five, I was an artist, never the easy way
Always the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost
On my feet, get no job, I got six gold teeth
What the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost two
Motherfuck them folk's I'm a sign with the "u"
Want some talent show's we made a single
Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to
All on a nigga dick, 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 no progress