Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the
Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still nothin' 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
for a fee, it gets hard on the fuckin' streets
It's a madness, fuck making gravy
I and do crimes, 'cuz either way pays me

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

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

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

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

I used to be on tour, but now I'm of strugglin'
I thought bumpin', but mother-fuck jugglin'
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 hard to eject
A quick threw my body down uhh, it's another hit
I got energy to blast now you want the here
'Cuz of the light a motherfucker that ass up

But and rough 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 up steppin' you'll be lit like a hick

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

When I up my gun, don't run don't bitch
'Cuz ya know if you do, be layin' in a ditch
You'll get your stupid ass blown out the
I'm playing to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up
Still don't nothin' but the money
Stick up, up, stick up kids
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
Guess back, to put niggaz on they back
Till I call back, runnin' free better fall back

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

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low
a bolo so low when 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, gotta make the room,
Blowin' to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, home the bumblin'
See me on the block,

And rollin' with the nuff checks cashed
I get in ass, blast
strugglin'

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

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

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