Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the man
Eatin' the scams I was motherfuckin' Pac Man
Cops off, you know the flavor
They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the behavior

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

A little rough 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 Stretch and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po 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, up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move 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 longer, gets my pockets thicker
But I'd rather use my gun I get the money quicker, so bust it

Look as I cut the records hard to
A quick clip threw my body uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to blast now you want the task
'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 the dogg got it goin' on
If you come up you'll be lit like a hick

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

I yank up my gun, don't run don't bitch
'Cuz ya know if you do, you'll be 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, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' but the money

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
Ain't nothin' set it off I let the brains hang
who's back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I call back, niggaz free better fall back

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

Now get by the one with the gun for the low goal
a bolo so low when I flow yo
Much too high to read the signs, I'm
on the nine, out to get mine

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

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

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

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

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