Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
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 the flavor
They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the lunatic

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

A little rough with a hardcore,
rough something rougher in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With that roughneck named 2Pacalypse

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

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

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

I to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin'
I about bumpin', but mother-fuck 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 hard to eject
A quick clip threw my body down uhh, another hit
I got energy to blast now you the task here
'Cuz of the light a motherfucker that ass up

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

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

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

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

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
nothin' changed set it off I let the brains hang
Guess who's back, to put niggaz on they
I call back, niggaz runnin' free better fall back

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

Now get gunned by the one the gun for the low goal
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, make the room, boom
Blowin' motherfuckers to the
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

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

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

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

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