Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up
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 ruffneck with the lunatic behavior

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

A little rough with a hardcore,
rough something rougher in your, dreams
Mad so you know we're gonna, rip
With that roughneck nigga named

YG'z yo
Flip Stretch and my nigga Gambino
and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up and jumpin' in Jags

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

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

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

as I cut the records hard to eject
A quick clip threw my down uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to blast now you want the 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 kept in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it on
If you come up you'll be lit like a hick

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

I yank up my gun, don't run don't bitch
'Cuz ya know if you do, you'll be layin' in a
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, stick up
Still don't move but the money
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 brains
Guess back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' free fall back

I'm fifty niggaz deep beat
With a Mossberg 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 the gun for the low goal
Throw a so low when I flow yo
Much too high to the signs, I'm blind
on the nine, out to get mine

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

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

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