Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

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

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

I to be on tour, but now I'm sick 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 records 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 always in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the got it goin' 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 house, I'm strugglin'
Get drunk but I think
I'm in it for the money, don't be a punk snitch

When I up my gun, don't run don't bitch
'Cuz ya know if you do, be layin' in a ditch
You'll get your stupid ass 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, stick up, stick up
Still don't move but the money

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, niggaz runnin' free better fall

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

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

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

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

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

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