Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't like to dream about gettin'
No for slippin' no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it the tec-9
Nigga's on the come up, come up, up
Ya see, time's ain't no better my momma
Want to take on job, but I won't let her
Raised up without my daddy 'cause he me in eighty four
I was to for my momma to deal with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't out, how I turned out that way
Somebody come and help me, my is all ready in the grave
will it take for a nigga to get paid
Wasn't born no silver spoon in my mouth
Without a 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 that I
The player hate'n gettin' bad but good
These hoes is 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 with tee and copped the whole birdie
Slangin' shit like it was hot when 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 feel I was put o the test, I ain't fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm only ballin'

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No struggle no when I struggle I can't progress
To kickin' it, it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin' best
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you bout my blue
Here we go again up that ladder, in the middle see
It's the gushy attitude, that makes me once
But some serious shit known as the nine five
on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em slide
Save up on some incas I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the window at the bail
Nigga ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma to shot
See I'm on the real, no no smile just play that third ward boo
Now it or love it all the hoe shit i'ma above it
'cause if it's a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no no progress

ya}
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 heart down from the since
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, 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
Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes to mingle
All on a nigga dick, try'na get a nigga
Never was around when I didn't have no
I do, I do it my best remember this sayin'
No struggle no