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
Nigga's on the come up, up, come up
Ya see, time's gettin' 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 to deal with me so i
all night, and slept all day
Can't figure out, how I turned out way
Somebody come and help me, my is all ready in the grave
What will it take for a to get paid
Wasn't born with no silver in my mouth
Without a I'm strugglin'
Fuck doin' bad, I'm drug
But the less, I got to get my momma out of there
I got a job, just to show her that I
The player gettin' bad but it's good
hoes is schemin' on me they up to no good
Throwin' on me, reppin' on me
Talkin' shit to they friend's, bitches think that I'm
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 like it was hot when will it stop
My is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to live like that
The dope is kind of shady, go to do good for my
Momma and my lady, why is time's so hard, I always ask my
She me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I about fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm only ballin'

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No struggle no progress I struggle I can't progress
To it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin' best
But you don't me though, so I'm a let you know bout my blue
Here we go again up that ladder, stuck in the see
It's the gushy attitude, that me once o-n-e
But serious business shit known as the nine five
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 window at the bail
ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma have to shot
See I'm on the real, no no smile just play that third ward boo
Now leave it or love it all the hoe shit above it
'cause if it's a chase I crack yo face fuck it no struggle no progress

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Comin' up you know a nigga struggle
Slangin' rock's 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, never the easy way
Always took the hardest, now I'm 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 twenty two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a with the "u"
Want some talent 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
was around when I didn't have no dividends
Everything I do, I do it my remember this sayin'
No struggle no