Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still nothin' move but the money
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 off, you know the flavor
They fear the niggaz with the lunatic behavior

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

A rough with a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough something rougher in your,
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With roughneck nigga named 2Pacalypse

YG'z yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't forget 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 nothin' move but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money

I used to be on tour, but now I'm sick of
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 energy to 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 always kept in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the got it goin' on
If you come up steppin' you'll be lit a hick

So you chill, 'cuz I got too much money to get
A street 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, you'll be layin' in a
You'll get your stupid ass out the frame
'Cuz I'm to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't 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 niggaz on they
Till I back, niggaz runnin' free better fall back

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

Now get by the one with the gun for the low goal
Throw a bolo so low when I 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' 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 move but the money
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, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the

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