Luyện nghe bài hát Struggle

Momma went and made a nigga,
And by the of god you can die a drug dealer.
My on the grind tryin to climb out the struggle,
In youll be fine, keep your mind on your hustle.

back, I was a snot nosed nigga,
They told me I was so I wore my clothes bigger.
Alotta homies dead cause they ran hoe niggas,
So I ain't never ran with a hit no nigga.
My 9 to 5 on the block to stay alive,
know they gotta ride, get that rock away or die.
Ain't got no peace of mind, all they got is peace of
with pistol by their side, tryin to dodge a homicide.
Cause even I ain't tryin to put tears in mommas eyes,
Gramma know I her and my momma know I try,
My grandaddy 'fore I got to say goodbye,
I knew him more than daddy, daddy I ain't lie.
My head up to the sky, when i pray at I cry,
And ask father why he even bothered my life.
Cause I ain't here for nothing but the cause of trouble,
If you me when you hear me then you know
you the struggle when we struggle cause...

Momma and made a thug nigga,
And by the of god you can die a drug dealer.
My on the grind tryin to climb out the struggle,
In time be fine, keep your mind on your hustle.
My soldiers on the grind keep mind on your hustle,
A look you down, try to shine, show you muscle
My soliders on the grind your mind on your hustle,
In time be fine, you gonna climb out the struggle.

Remember back, I was a snot nigga.
For snack, I put the in my cheerios nigga.
Sugar in my and a sandwich I was eatin.
Showed a lotta wasn't nothin sweet if I was feining.
Them up the hill tryed to ride around the block,
to jump us, kept me quiet when we fired random shots.
I knew alotta legends that on my block,
Some niggas turned feds and put on my block.
But still I'm gonna and teein until I die,
I rep one-seven-four 'till the harmonize.
Militia get this money, B-X i reside.
No matter where you bangin, keep step in solid line.
They us on the corner, shot to death or on that line.
You me when you hear me, how we really know who lyin,
you ain't here for nothin, but cause of dealin trouble,
If you me when you hear me,
then you know you the struggle
when we cause..

Momma went and a thug nigga,
And by the of god you can die a drug dealer.
My soldiers on the grind to climb out the struggle,
In time youll be fine, your mind on your hustle.
My soldiers on the grind your mind on your hustle,
A nigga look you down, try to shine, show you
My on the grind keep your mind on your hustle,
In you'll be fine, you gonna climb out the struggle.