Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't 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, ain't gettin' no better my momma
Want to on another job, but I won't let her
Raised up without my daddy 'cause he left me in four
I was to hard for my momma to deal me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't figure out, how I turned out way
Somebody come and help me, my foot is all in the grave
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 never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, just to show her that I
The hate'n gettin' bad but it's good
These hoes is on me they up to no good
Throwin' babies on me, on me
shit to they friend's, bitches think that I'm broke
But I stack my end's, the came quick, though it was a lil' dirty
I put my with tee and copped the whole birdie
Slangin' that shit like it was hot when will it
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to like that
The dope game is kind of shady, go to do for my
and my lady, why is time's so hard, I always ask my momma
She me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I ain't about
No struggle no progress I'm about ballin'

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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 ladder, stuck in the middle see
the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some serious business shit as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em
Save up on some cash incas I got to make
Is it a twig, go up to the window at the jail
Nigga ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile just play 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 a nigga struggle hard
Slangin' rock's in the third ward
The game faded, but it fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down 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 almost two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a sign the "u"
Want some show's then we made a single
Drop 6th and baronne then all hoes wanted to mingle
All on a nigga dick, try'na get a nigga
Never was around when I have no dividends
I do, I do it my best remember this sayin'
No struggle no