Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the man
the scams like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man
Cops step off, you know the
They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the behavior

And now we gotta eat, gotta ends meet
Stabbin' for a fee, it gets hard on the fuckin'
It's a madness, fuck making gravy
I rhyme and do crimes, either way pays me

A little rough a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough something rougher in your,
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With that nigga named 2Pacalypse

YG'z yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and in Jags

Gotta get ahead and stay bumblin'
And always a hand on the gat
a niggaz straight strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up
don't nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up
don't nothin' move but the money

I to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin'
I thought about bumpin', but jugglin'
I it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker
But I'd rather use my gun 'cuz I get the money quicker, so it

Look as I cut the records hard to
A quick clip threw my down uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to now you want the task here
'Cuz of the light a shot that ass up

But rugged and rough is how I'm
Mac is the weapon, and it's kept in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it on
If you come up steppin' you'll be lit a hick

So you better chill, I got too much money to get
A street thug in the motherfuckin' house, I'm
Get drunk but I don't
I'm just in it for the money, don't be a snitch

When I yank up my gun, run don't bitch
ya know if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch
You'll get your stupid ass out the frame
I'm playing to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money
Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
Ain't nothin' changed set it off I let the hang
who's back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' free fall back

I'm fifty deep beat sleep
With a wrapped in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep chief run with the Young
and strivin', that's how the dough come

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low
a bolo so low when I flow yo
Much too to read the signs, I'm blind
on the nine, out to get mine

I go big up, big up, make the room, boom
Blowin' to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a G, home from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

And rollin' with the roughnecks nuff cashed
I get in ass, blast
strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't move but the money
Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' move but the
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