Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I like to dream about gettin' paid
No for slippin' 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 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 turned out way
Somebody come and help me, my foot is all ready in the
What will it take for a to get paid
Wasn't born with no silver spoon in my
a doubt I'm strugglin'
Fuck bad, I'm drug smugglin'
But the less, I got to get my momma out of there
I got a job, to show her that I care
The player gettin' bad but it's good
These hoes is on me they up to no good
Throwin' babies on me, on me
Talkin' shit to friend's, bitches 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 like it was hot when will it stop
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to 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 ask my momma
She told me, part of 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'

boy}
No struggle no progress when I 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, stuck in the see
It's the gushy attitude, that makes me o-n-e
But serious business shit known as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em
Save up on some incas I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the window at the jail
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 third boo
Now leave it or love it all the hoe shit above it
if it's a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress

ya}
Comin' up you know a nigga struggle
rock's everyday in the third ward
The game faded, but it fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down from the start
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, can't get no job, I got six gold
the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost twenty two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a with the "u"
Want talent show's then we made a single
Drop 6th and baronne then all hoes wanted to mingle
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