Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' 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 like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man
Cops step off, you the flavor
They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the behavior

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

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

YG'z yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I yank up my gun, don't run bitch
'Cuz ya know if you do, you'll be in a ditch
You'll get your ass blown 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 nothin' but the money
Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' 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 they
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' free fall back

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

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low
Throw a so low when 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, gotta the room, boom
Blowin' to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

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

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

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