Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

A little rough with a hardcore,
Couldn't rough something in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you we're gonna, rip
With that roughneck nigga 2Pacalypse

Representing yo
Flip Stretch and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po forget Money Bags
up spots and jumpin' in Jags

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm fifty niggaz deep beat
a Mossberg wrapped in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep chief run with the Gunz
Strugglin' and strivin', how the dough come

Now get by the one with the gun for the low goal
Throw a bolo so low I flow yo
too high to read the signs, I'm blind
Clickin' on the nine, out to get

I go big up, big up, gotta the room, boom
motherfuckers to the moon
Niggaz to feel me a real G, home from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

And rollin' with the roughnecks nuff cashed
I get in niggaz ass,
Straight

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

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

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