Luyện nghe bài hát Strugglin'

Eat a up

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

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the man
Eatin' the scams 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 make ends
Stabbin' for a fee, it gets hard on the streets
It's like a madness, fuck making
I and do crimes, 'cuz either way pays me

A little rough a hardcore, theme
rough something rougher in your, dreams
Mad rugged so you know gonna, rip
With that nigga named 2Pacalypse

Representing yo
Flip Stretch Homicide and my Gambino
Seek and Po can't Money Bags
Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in

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

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

I to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin'
I about 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, it's hit
I got energy to blast now you want the here
'Cuz of the light a shot that ass up

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now get gunned by the one the gun for the low goal
Throw a bolo so low when I 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, from the bumblin'
See me on the block,

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

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

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

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