Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I like to dream about gettin' paid
No time for slippin' no time to get
Got to get mine, get it the tec-9
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 'cause he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my to deal with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
figure out, how I turned out that way
Somebody come and help me, my is all ready in the grave
What it take for a nigga to get paid
born with no silver spoon in my mouth
Without a doubt I'm
Fuck doin' bad, I'm smugglin'
But never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, just to show her I care
The hate'n gettin' bad but it's good
These is schemin' on me they up to no good
Throwin' on me, reppin' on me
Talkin' shit to they friend's, think that I'm broke
But I stack my end's, the money came quick, it was a lil' dirty
I put my money with tee and copped the whole
Slangin' that shit like it was hot will it stop
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to like that
The dope game is 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 comin' up is to the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I ain't fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm only about

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No no progress when I struggle I can't progress
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 know my blue
Here we go again up that ladder, in the middle see
the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some serious business shit known as the nine
Patrol on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em
Save up on some cash incas I got to bail
Is it a twig, go up to the window at the bail
Nigga ain't about the k shut the up or i'ma have to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no just play that third ward boo
Now leave it or it all the hoe shit i'ma above it
'cause if it's a I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress

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Comin' up you know a nigga hard
Slangin' rock's everyday in the ward
The game faded, but it didn't my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down from the start
The age of five, I was an artist, never took the 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 fuck i'ma do, I'm almost two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a with the "u"
some talent 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
Never was when I didn't have no dividends
Everything I do, I do it my best remember this
No struggle no