Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

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

Representing yo
Flip Stretch and my nigga Gambino
and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

get ahead 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, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' move but the

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

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

But rugged and rough is how I'm
Mac is the weapon, and it's always 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 thug in the motherfuckin' house, I'm strugglin'
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, be layin' in a ditch
You'll get your stupid ass blown out the
'Cuz I'm playing to win, and survive in the game, I'm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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