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{Tec-9} 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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