Luyện nghe bài hát Struggle

Momma went and 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 youll be fine, keep your on your hustle.

Remember back, I was a snot nigga,
They told me I was small so I my clothes bigger.
homies dead cause they ran with hoe niggas,
So I never ran with a hit from no nigga.
My soliders 9 to 5 on the to stay alive,
They know they ride, get that rock away or die.
Ain't got no peace of mind, all got is peace of mind
with their pistol by their side, to dodge a homicide.
Cause even I ain't tryin to put tears in mommas eyes,
Gramma know I love her and my know I try,
My died 'fore I got to say goodbye,
I knew him more than daddy, daddy I ain't lie.
My head up to the sky, i pray at night I cry,
And ask father why he even with my life.
Cause I ain't here for nothing but the cause of trouble,
If you feel me when you hear me then you
you the struggle when we struggle 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 on your hustle.
My soldiers on the grind keep your on your hustle,
A nigga look you down, try to shine, you muscle
My soliders on the grind your mind on your hustle,
In you'll be fine, you gonna climb out the struggle.

back, I was a snot nosed nigga.
For snack, I put the in my cheerios nigga.
Sugar in my water and a 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 knew legends that retired on my block,
Some niggas feds and put wires on my block.
But still I'm ride and teein until I die,
I rep 'till the choir harmonize.
get this money, B-X where i reside.
No matter where you bangin, keep your in solid line.
They want us on the corner, shot to or on that line.
You feel me when you me, how we really know who lyin,
Thinkin you here for nothin, but cause of dealin trouble,
If you me when you hear me,
then you know you feel the
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 soldiers on the grind your mind on your hustle,
A nigga you down, try to shine, show you muscle
My on the grind keep your mind on your hustle,
In you'll be fine, you gonna climb out the struggle.