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UNLV - No Struggle No Progress

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{tec-9}

I dont 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

Niggas on the come up, come up, come up

Ya see, times aint gettin no better my momma

Want to take on another job, but I wont 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

Cant 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

Wasnt born with no silver spoon in my mouth

Without a doubt Im strugglin

Fuck doin bad, Im 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 haten gettin bad but its good

These hoes is schemin on me they up to no good

Throwin babies on me, reppin on me

Talkin shit to they friends, bitches think that Im broke

But I stack my ends, 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, Im obligated to live like that

The dope game is kind of shady, go to do good for my

Momma and my lady, why is times 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 aint about fallin

No struggle no progress Im only about ballin



{yella boy}

No struggle no progress when I struggle I cant progress

To kickin it, pushin it and fightin tryna come the fuckin best

But you dont hear me though, so Im a let you know bout my blue

Here we go again up that ladder, stuck in the middle see

Its the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e

But some serious business shit known as the nine five

Patrol on the scene its its the I cant 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 aint about the k shut the fuck up or ima have to shot

See Im on the real, no grill no smile just play that third ward boo

Now leave it or love it all the hoe shit ima above it

Cuz if its a chase I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress



{lil ya}

Comin up you know a nigga struggle hard

Slangin rocks everyday in the third ward

The game faded, but it didnt 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 Im twenty one and Im almost

On my feet, cant get no job, I got six gold teeth

What the fuck ima do, Im almost twenty two

Motherfuck them white folks Im a sign with the "u"

Want some talent shows then we made a single

Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to mingle

All on a nigga dick, tryna get a nigga ends

Never was around when I didnt have no dividends

Everything I do, I do it my best remember this sayin

No struggle no progress

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