Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

Stick up, up, stick up kids
Still nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, up kids
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 with the lunatic behavior

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

A little rough a hardcore, theme
Couldn't rough something rougher in your,
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With that roughneck nigga named

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

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

I used to be on tour, but now I'm sick of
I thought about bumpin', but mother-fuck
I it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker
But I'd rather use my gun 'cuz I get the money quicker, so it

Look as I cut the records hard to
A quick clip threw my 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 rugged and is how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and it's always in
Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it on
If you up steppin' you'll be lit like a hick

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

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

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

Big up, big up, got him in the frame,
nothin' changed set it off I let the brains hang
Guess who's back, to put niggaz on back
Till I call back, niggaz runnin' free better fall

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

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

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

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

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

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

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