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 don't move but the money

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

And now we gotta eat, make ends meet
Stabbin' for a fee, it hard on the fuckin' streets
It's like a madness, fuck gravy
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 we're gonna, rip
With that roughneck named 2Pacalypse

YG'z yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and in Jags

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

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' but the money
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' 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 longer, gets my pockets thicker
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 threw my body down uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to now you want the task here
'Cuz of the light a 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 dogg got it on
If you come up you'll be lit like a hick

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

When I up my gun, don't run don't bitch
ya know if you do, you'll 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, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' move but the
up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't move but the money

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
nothin' changed set it off I let the brains hang
Guess who's back, to put niggaz on they
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' better fall back

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

Now get gunned by the one the gun for the low goal
Throw a bolo so low I flow yo
Much too to read the signs, I'm blind
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' the roughnecks nuff checks cashed
I get in niggaz ass,
strugglin'

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