Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I like to dream about gettin' paid
No time for no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
on the come up, come up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't gettin' no better my
Want to take on job, but I won't let her
Raised up my daddy 'cause he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my momma to with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't figure out, how I out that way
Somebody come and me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What will it take for a to get paid
born with no silver spoon in my mouth
Without a doubt I'm
doin' bad, I'm drug smugglin'
But never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, just to show her that I
The player hate'n bad but it's good
hoes is schemin' 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 my end's, the money came quick, though it was a lil' dirty
I put my money with tee and the whole birdie
Slangin' that shit like it was hot will it stop
My pockets is fat, I'm obligated 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 comin' up is to 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 no progress when I struggle I can't progress
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' come the fuckin' best
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you know bout my
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
on the scene it's it's the I can't 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 that 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 mother fuck it no no progress

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