Luyện nghe bài hát Still Strugglin'

Still strugglin, hustlin, tryin to get my money on
Fresh outta retirement, you know I ain't to fall off,
Too $hort records, we ain't to fall off
We goin nowhere, I'm tryin to see everybody make money
I wanna see get paid, everybody

Another day, another dollar
And I'm out here strugglin
in the game, and I'm just hustlin
Don't even my closest friends

one:

Don't ever say you do it, it's not that hard
You wanna be a lawyer, you be a star
You can do you wanna do
what they say, as long as you believe in you
Keep chasing your dreams, wherever they you
You gotta hustle, which shouldn't have to you
Get money on, like I always said
It's playin like a old in your head
You say it cool in the hood
I some folks in the ghetto livin good
Now tell me how you get there, the next man, too
You ain't got it, give him yours, he got less than you
Give him game, and that's all he
The knowledge, to plant that
And make it grow, get the
Even though I money, I'm trying to get some more
You gotta be the best at what you do, and even though you
just how you need to think
Don't tell me no, I already up my mind
It's down my way this time
I'm so into this
It's like I'm in some pussy, fucking my
I've been platinum, you walk by
You player-hate, don't try

Verse

Don't ever quit, once you get
on til the end, til you're dearly departed
You know you can't quit, too much time
You learned your lesson, no time for
Looking in the mirror, trying to act
Walking down the street, bout a car
I been there a times
I'm like baby, dee, I got a million
I been a famous mc 1983
run-dmc was singing sucka mc's
Niggaz in the ride too $hort
Rolling brand-new vogues, newports
$hort studios, in my room making
When I up to oakland from l.a.
I was a square, I gotta lie to you
I wasn't rapping, I was fresh outta private
Now I'm old school, too $hort, what ya heard
There ain't no way I could memorize all words
I rapping for years, spitting game
Twenty from now, you could say the same thing
If you determined, at me
I'm getting on the car, used to two feet
Back in the day, dope fiend
Based on sunnyside, up to birch street

Verse

Don't ever say old, I know you wanna go gold
Trying to be like me is old
been proven, there's only one too $hort
Most player, you know the sport
It's time to be you, cause being me natural to me
I hope you it in the industry
You could on wall street, or be a doctor in a hospital
As long as you're happy, I know you got a
Stash, stack your
And keep hustling, cause it gone last
How times you seen a broke nigga, wanting to be a dope dealer
Make money, and turn into a cold killer
Alot of came up like that
But alot of y'all that ya hold that gat
Now your ass is out
You realized, you took the wrong route
You got alot of talent, let it go to waste
Handcuffed on the ground, with dirt in ya
I know the trap, circumstances ya sell crack
Shotguns and change, us all back
To slave-free, back when the days be
Long and hot, with paying me
days we have opportunities
To blow up and give back to our