Luyện nghe bài hát Still Strugglin'

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

Another day, another dollar
And I'm still out strugglin
Caught in the game, and I'm hustlin
Don't trust my closest friends

one:

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

Verse

Don't ever quit, you get started
on til the end, til you're dearly departed
You know you can't quit, too much invested
You learned your lesson, no for stressing
in the mirror, trying to act hard
Walking down the street, thinking a car
I been there a million
I'm like baby, dee, I got a million
I been a mc since 1983
When was singing sucka mc's
Niggaz in the ride too $hort
Rolling vogues, smoking newports
studios, in my room making tapes
When I moved up to from l.a.
I was a square, I gotta lie to you
I rapping, I was fresh outta private school
Now I'm old school, too $hort, what ya heard
ain't no way I could memorize all these words
I been rapping for years, game
Twenty years from now, you could say the 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 say it's old, I know you wanna go gold
to be like me is getting old
It's proven, there's only one too $hort
Most player, you know the sport
It's time to be you, cause being me comes to me
I you make it in the industry
You work on wall street, or be a doctor in a hospital
As long as you're happy, I you got a little
Stash, stack cash
And keep hustling, cause it ain't last
How many times you seen a broke nigga, to be a dope dealer
Make some money, and turn into a cold
Alot of people up like that
But alot of y'all faking that ya hold gat
Now little ass is out
You realized, you took the wrong route
You got of talent, don't let it go to waste
on the ground, with dirt in ya face
I know the trap, circumstances make ya crack
Shotguns and change, take us all
To slave-free, when the days would be
Long and hot, nobody paying me
days we have opportunities
To blow up and back to our communities