Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the man
Eatin' the like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man
Cops off, you know the flavor
They fear the niggaz with the lunatic 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 and do crimes, 'cuz either way pays me

A little rough a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough something in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you we're gonna, rip
With that nigga named 2Pacalypse

Representing yo
Flip Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

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

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' 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 about bumpin', but jugglin'
I know it lasts longer, gets my thicker
But I'd rather use my gun I get the money quicker, so bust it

as I cut the records hard 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 a motherfucker shot that ass up

But rugged and is how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and it's always in
Eye on the Mac the dogg got it goin' on
If you come up steppin' you'll be lit a hick

So you chill, 'cuz I got too much money to get
A street thug in the 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 if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch
get your stupid ass blown out the frame
'Cuz I'm playing to win, and survive in the game, I'm

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

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

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

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low
Throw a bolo so low when I 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' to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

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

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

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

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