Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, stick up, up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
Stick up, 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
fear the ruffneck niggaz with the lunatic behavior

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

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

YG'z yo
Flip Stretch Homicide and my nigga
and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

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

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't 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 it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker
But I'd rather use my gun 'cuz I get the quicker, so bust it

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

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

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

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 on they back
Till I call back, niggaz free better fall back

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

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

I go big up, big up, gotta the room, boom
Blowin' motherfuckers to the
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,
strugglin'

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

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