Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't like to dream about paid
No time for no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
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
Raised up without my 'cause he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my to deal with me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't figure out, how I turned out way
come and help me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What it take for a nigga 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 I care
The player gettin' bad but it's good
These is schemin' on me they up to no good
babies on me, reppin' on me
Talkin' shit to they friend's, bitches think I'm broke
But I stack my end's, the money came quick, though it was a dirty
I put my with tee and copped the whole birdie
Slangin' that shit like it was hot when it stop
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to live like
The game 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 told me, part of comin' up is to the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I about fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm about ballin'

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No no progress when I struggle I can't progress
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin'
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you know my blue
we go again up that ladder, stuck in the middle see
It's the attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some serious shit known as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's it's the I let 'em slide
up on some cash incas I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the at the jail bail
Nigga 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 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

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Comin' up you know a nigga hard
Slangin' rock's everyday in the ward
The game faded, but it fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down from the since
The age of five, I was an artist, took 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 do, I'm almost twenty two
them white folk's I'm a sign with the "u"
Want some talent show's then we made a
Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to
All on a nigga dick, get a nigga end's
Never was around when I didn't no dividends
Everything I do, I do it my best remember this
No no progress