Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low
Throw a so low when 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 make the room,
Blowin' motherfuckers to the
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, home the bumblin'
See me on the block,

And with the roughnecks nuff checks cashed
I get in niggaz ass,
strugglin'

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' move but the money

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

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