Luyện nghe bài hát Still Strugglin'

Still strugglin, hustlin, tryin to get my money on
Fresh outta retirement, you know I tryin to fall off,
Too $hort records, we tryin to fall off
We ain't goin nowhere, I'm tryin to see make money
I wanna see get paid, everybody

Another day, dollar spent
And I'm still out here
Caught in the game, and I'm hustlin
even trust my closest friends

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Don't ever say you can't do it, it's not that
You wanna be a lawyer, you be a star
You can do you wanna do
Forget what they say, as as you believe in you
chasing your dreams, wherever they take you
You gotta hustle, which have to make you
Get your money on, like I always
It's playin like a old song in head
You say it cool in the hood
I know some folks in the livin good
Now tell me how you get there, tell the man, too
You ain't got it, give him yours, he got less than you
Give him game, and all he need
The knowledge, to that seed
And it grow, get the dough
Even though I make money, I'm trying to get more
You gotta be the best at what you do, and though you ain't
That's how you need to think
Don't tell me no, I already made up my
It's down my way this time
I'm so into this
It's I'm in some pussy, fucking my bitch
I've been going platinum, you by
You player-hate, even try

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ever quit, once you get started
It's on til the end, til you're departed
You you can't quit, too much time invested
You learned your lesson, no time for
Looking in the mirror, to act hard
Walking down the street, thinking a car
I been there a million
I'm like baby, dee, I got a million
I a famous mc since 1983
When run-dmc was sucka mc's
in the papers ride too $hort
Rolling vogues, smoking newports
$hort studios, in my room tapes
I moved up to oakland from l.a.
I was a square, I ain't lie to you
I wasn't rapping, I was outta private school
Now I'm old school, too $hort, fuck ya heard
ain't no way I could memorize all these words
I rapping for years, spitting game
Twenty years now, you could say the same thing
If you determined, at me
I'm getting on the car, used to roll two
Back in the day, selling fiend
Based on sunnyside, up to birch street

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Don't ever say it's old, I you wanna go gold
Trying to be me is getting old
been proven, there's only one too $hort
Most player, you know the sport
It's to be you, cause being me comes natural to me
I you make it in the industry
You could on wall street, or be a doctor in a hospital
As long as you're happy, I you got a little
Stash, stack cash
And keep hustling, cause it ain't gone
How many times you seen a broke nigga, wanting to be a dealer
some money, and turn into a cold killer
Alot of came up like that
But alot of y'all that ya hold that gat
Now little ass is out
You finally realized, you the wrong route
You got alot of talent, let it go to waste
Handcuffed on the ground, with dirt in ya
I the trap, circumstances make ya sell crack
Shotguns and change, take us all
To slave-free, back when the days be
Long and hot, nobody paying me
These days we opportunities
To blow up and give to our communities