Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

A little rough a hardcore, theme
Couldn't something rougher in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With that roughneck 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 and always stay bumblin'
And always a hand on the gat
'Cuz a niggaz strugglin'

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

I to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin'
I thought about bumpin', but mother-fuck
I it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker
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 down uhh, another hit
I got to blast now you want the task here
'Cuz of the a motherfucker shot that ass up

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

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

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 stupid ass blown out the frame
'Cuz I'm playing to win, and in the game, I'm strugglin'

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't move 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' set it off I let the brains hang
Guess back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I back, niggaz runnin' free better fall back

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

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

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

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

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

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

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