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Unlv - No Struggle No Progress Şarkı Sözleri
i don´t like to dream about gettin´ paid no time for slippin´ no time to get laid got to get mine, get it with the tec-9 nigga´s on the come up, come up, come up ya see, time´s ain´t gettin´ no better my momma want to take on another job, but i won´t let her raised up without my daddy cuz he left me in eighty four i was to hard for my momma to deal with me so i slung all night, and slept all day can´t figure out, how i turned out that way somebody come and help me, my foot is all ready in the grave what will it take for a nigga to get paid wasn´t born with no silver spoon in my mouth without a doubt i´m strugglin´ fuck doin´ bad, i´m drug smugglin´ but never the less, i got to get my momma out of there i got a job, just to show her that i care the player hate´n gettin´ bad but it´s good these hoes is schemin´ on me they up to no good throwin´ babies on me, reppin´ on me talkin´ shit to they friend´s, bitches think that i´m broke but i stack my end´s, the money came quick, though it was a lil´ dirty i put my money with tee and copped the whole birdie slangin´ that shit like it was hot when will it stop my pockets is gettin´ fat, i´m obligated to live like that the dope game is kind of shady, go to do good for my momma and my lady, why is time´s so hard, i always ask my momma she told me, part of comin´ up is to survive the drama i feel i was put o the test, i ain´t about fallin´ no struggle no progress i´m only about ballin´ {yella boy} no struggle no progress when i struggle i can´t progress to kickin´ it, pushin´ it and fightin´ try´na come the fuckin´ best but you don´t hear me though, so i´m a let you know bout my blue here we go again up that ladder, stuck in the middle see it´s the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e but some serious business shit known as the nine five patrol on the scene it´s it´s the i can´t let ´em slide save up on some cash incas i got to make bail is it a twig, go up to the window at the jail bail nigga ain´t about the k shut the fuck up or i´ma have to shot see i´m on the real, no grill no smile just play that third ward boo now leave it or love it all the hoe shit i´ma above it cuz if it´s a chase i crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress {lil´ ya} comin´ up you know a nigga struggle hard slangin´ rock´s everyday in the third ward the game faded, but it didn´t fade my way cuz i was to small, i had heart down from the start since the age of five, i was an artist, never took the easy way always took the hardest, now i´m twenty one and i´m almost on my feet, can´t get no job, i got six gold teeth what the fuck i´ma do, i´m almost twenty two motherfuck them white folk´s i´m a sign with the "u" want some talent show´s then we made a single drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to mingle all on a nigga dick, try´na get a nigga end´s never was around when i didn´t have no dividends everything i do, i do it my best remember this sayin´ no struggle no progress |
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