Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't 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, make ends meet
Stabbin' for a fee, it gets hard on the streets
It's like a madness, fuck gravy
I rhyme and do crimes, 'cuz either way me

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

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

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

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

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

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

But rugged and rough is how I'm
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 better chill, 'cuz I got too much to get
A street thug in the motherfuckin' house, I'm
Get drunk but I don't
I'm just in it for the money, don't be a punk

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

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' 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 nothin' changed set it off I let the brains
Guess back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' better fall back

I'm fifty niggaz deep sleep
With a Mossberg in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep chief run with the Young
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
too high to read the signs, I'm blind
Clickin' on the nine, out to get

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

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

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

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

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