Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't to dream about gettin' paid
No time for no time to get laid
Got to get mine, get it with the
on the come up, come up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't gettin' no my momma
Want to take on another job, but I let her
Raised up without my daddy he left me in eighty four
I was to hard for my momma to deal me so i
Slung all night, and all day
Can't figure out, how I turned out way
Somebody come and me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What will it take for a nigga to get
Wasn't born with no silver spoon in my
a doubt I'm strugglin'
Fuck doin' bad, I'm drug
But never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, just to her that I care
The hate'n gettin' bad but it's good
These hoes is schemin' on me up to no good
Throwin' babies on me, on me
Talkin' shit to they friend's, think that I'm broke
But I stack my end's, the money came quick, though it was a lil'
I put my money with tee and the whole birdie
Slangin' shit like it was hot when will it stop
My pockets is fat, I'm obligated to live like that
The dope game is kind of shady, go to do for my
Momma and my lady, why is time's so hard, I ask my momma
She me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I ain't fallin'
No no progress I'm only about ballin'

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No struggle no progress when I struggle I can't
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na the fuckin' best
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you know bout my
Here we go again up ladder, stuck in the middle see
the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e
But some serious business shit known as the nine
on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em slide
Save up on some cash I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the at the jail bail
Nigga ain't the k shut the fuck up or i'ma have to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile just play third ward boo
Now it or love it all the hoe shit i'ma above it
'cause if it's a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no

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Comin' up you know a struggle hard
rock's everyday in the third ward
The game faded, but it didn't my way
'cause I was to small, I had heart down from the start
The age of five, I was an artist, never took the way
Always the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost
On my feet, can't get no job, I got six teeth
What the fuck do, I'm almost twenty two
Motherfuck them white I'm a sign with the "u"
Want some talent then we made a single
Drop 6th and then all them hoes wanted to mingle
All on a nigga dick, get a nigga end's
Never was when I didn't have no dividends
Everything I do, I do it my remember this sayin'
No struggle no