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 the tec-9
Nigga's on the come up, up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't no better my momma
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 with me so i
all night, and slept all day
Can't figure out, how I out that way
Somebody come and help me, my is all ready in the grave
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 drug
But never the less, I got to get my momma out of
I got a job, just to her that I care
The player gettin' bad but it's good
hoes is schemin' on me they up to no good
Throwin' babies on me, 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 like it was hot will it stop
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to live like
The game 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, of comin' up is to survive the drama
I I was put o the test, I ain't about fallin'
No struggle no I'm only about ballin'

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No struggle no progress when I struggle I progress
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin'
But you don't 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, that me once o-n-e
But some serious business shit known as the nine
Patrol on the scene 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
Nigga ain't the k shut the fuck up or i'ma have to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile just play that 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 know a struggle hard
Slangin' everyday in the third ward
The game faded, but it fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart from the start since
The age of five, I was an artist, took 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
the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost twenty two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a 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, try'na get a nigga
Never was around when I didn't have no
Everything I do, I do it my best remember sayin'
No no progress