Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up
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 know the
They fear the niggaz 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, making gravy
I rhyme and do crimes, 'cuz way pays me

A little rough a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough something rougher in your,
Mad rugged so you we're gonna, rip
that roughneck nigga named 2Pacalypse

Representing yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po forget Money Bags
Stickin' up and jumpin' in Jags

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

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

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

But rugged and is how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and it's always in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it on
If you up steppin' you'll 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 but I don't think
I'm just in it for the money, don't be a snitch

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

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money
Stick up, stick up, 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 who's back, to put niggaz on back
Till I call back, runnin' free better fall back

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

Now get by the one with the gun for the low goal
a bolo 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 feel me a real G, home the bumblin'
See me on the block,

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

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

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

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