Luyện nghe bài hát No Struggle No Progress

I don't like to dream about gettin'
No time for slippin' no time to get
Got to get mine, get it the tec-9
Nigga's on the come up, up, come up
Ya see, time's ain't no better my momma
Want to take on another job, but I let her
Raised up without my daddy 'cause he left me in eighty
I was to hard for my to deal with me so i
all night, and slept all day
Can't figure out, how I out that way
come and help me, my foot is all ready in the grave
What it take for a nigga to get paid
Wasn't born with no silver in my mouth
Without a I'm strugglin'
doin' bad, I'm drug smugglin'
But never the less, I got to get my out of there
I got a job, just to show her that I
The player hate'n gettin' bad but it's
These is schemin' on me they up to no good
Throwin' babies on me, on me
Talkin' shit to they friend's, bitches think I'm broke
But I my end's, the money came quick, though it was a lil' dirty
I put my money with tee and copped the birdie
Slangin' that shit like it was hot when will it
My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm to live like that
The dope is kind of shady, go to do good for my
Momma and my lady, why is time's so hard, I ask my momma
She told me, part of comin' up is to the drama
I feel I was put o the test, I ain't fallin'
No struggle no progress I'm only ballin'

boy}
No struggle no when I struggle I can't progress
To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin'
But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you bout my blue
we go again up that ladder, stuck in the middle see
It's the gushy attitude, that makes me o-n-e
But some serious shit known as the nine five
Patrol on the scene it's the I can't let 'em slide
Save up on some incas I got to make bail
Is it a twig, go up to the window at the bail
Nigga ain't about the k shut the fuck up or i'ma to shot
See I'm on the real, no grill no smile play that third ward boo
Now leave it or it all the hoe shit i'ma above it
'cause if it's a I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress

ya}
Comin' up you know a nigga struggle
Slangin' rock's everyday in the ward
The game faded, but it fade my way
'cause I was to small, I had down from the start since
The age of five, I was an artist, never the easy way
took the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost
On my feet, can't get no job, I got six gold
What the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost two
Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a with the "u"
Want some talent show's then we made a
Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes to mingle
All on a nigga dick, get a nigga end's
Never was around when I didn't have no
Everything I do, I do it my best remember sayin'
No no progress