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Letra 'No Struggle No Progress'

[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