Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

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

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

A little with a hardcore, theme
rough something rougher in your, dreams
Mad so you know we're gonna, rip
With roughneck nigga named 2Pacalypse

YG'z yo
Flip Stretch Homicide and my nigga
Seek and Po forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

get ahead and always stay bumblin'
And always keep a on the gat
'Cuz a straight strugglin'

up, stick up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
Stick up, 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 lasts longer, gets my pockets
But I'd rather use my gun I get the money quicker, so bust it

Look as I cut the records hard to
A quick clip threw my body down uhh, another hit
I got energy to blast now you want the here
'Cuz of the light a motherfucker shot ass up

But rugged and rough is how I'm
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 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 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
'Cuz I'm to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

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

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 niggaz on back
Till I call back, runnin' free better fall back

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

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
on the nine, out to get mine

I go big up, big up, make the room, boom
motherfuckers to the moon
Niggaz need to feel me a real G, home from the
See me on the block,

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

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

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

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
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