Luyện nghe bài hát Struggle

Momma went and a thug nigga,
And by the grace of god you can die a dealer.
My soldiers on the grind tryin to out the struggle,
In time youll be fine, your mind on your hustle.

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

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

Remember back, I was a nosed nigga.
For snack, I put the in my cheerios nigga.
in my water and a sandwich I was eatin.
Showed a lotta niggas wasn't nothin if I was feining.
Them up the hill tryed to ride around the block,
Tryed to jump us, kept me quiet when we fired shots.
I alotta legends that retired 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 the choir harmonize.
Militia get this money, B-X i reside.
No matter where you bangin, your step in solid line.
want us on the corner, shot to death or on that line.
You feel me when you hear me, how we really who lyin,
Thinkin you here for nothin, but cause of dealin trouble,
If you me when you hear me,
then you you feel the struggle
when we cause..

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