Luyện nghe bài hát Still Strugglin'

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

Another day, another spent
And I'm still out here
Caught in the game, and I'm just
Don't even trust my closest

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

Verse

Don't ever quit, you get started
It's on til the end, til dearly departed
You know you can't quit, too much invested
You learned lesson, no time for stressing
in the mirror, trying to act hard
Walking the street, thinking bout a car
I been a million times
I'm baby, dee, I got a million rhymes
I been a mc since 1983
When run-dmc was singing mc's
Niggaz in the ride too $hort
brand-new vogues, smoking newports
$hort studios, in my making tapes
When I moved up to from l.a.
I was a square, I ain't lie to you
I wasn't rapping, I was fresh private school
Now I'm old school, too $hort, what ya heard
ain't no way I could memorize all these words
I been for years, spitting game
Twenty years now, you could say the same thing
If you determined, at me
I'm getting on the car, used to roll two
Back in the day, dope fiend
Based on sunnyside, up ninety-sixth to street

Verse

Don't ever say it's old, I you wanna go gold
to be like me is getting old
It's been proven, only one too $hort
Most valuable player, you the sport
time to be you, cause being me comes natural 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 know you got a
Stash, stack cash
And hustling, cause it ain't gone last
How many times you seen a broke nigga, wanting to be a dope
Make some money, and into a cold killer
of people came up like that
But alot of y'all faking that ya hold gat
Now your ass is out
You realized, you took the wrong route
You got of talent, don't let it go to waste
Handcuffed on the ground, with dirt in ya
I the trap, circumstances make ya sell crack
Shotguns and change, take us all
To slave-free, when the days would be
Long and hot, nobody paying me
These we have opportunities
To blow up and back to our communities