Strugglin'
Live Squad, 2Pac
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(Eat a dick up) "Stick up, stick up, stick up kids Still don't nothin' move but the money" Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the black man Eatin' the scams like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man Cops step off, you know the flavor They fear the roughneck niggas with the lunatic behavior And now we gotta eat, gotta make ends meet Stabbin' for a fee, it gets hard on the fuckin' streets It's like a madness, f*ck making gravy I rhyme and do crimes, 'cause either way pays me A little rough with a hardcore theme Couldn't rough something rougher in your dreams Mad rugged so you know we're gonna rip With that roughneck nigga named 2Pacalypse Representing YG'z yo Flip Stretch Homicide and my nigga Gambino Seek and Po can't forget Money Bags Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in Jags Gotta get ahead and always stay bumblin' And always keep a hand on the gat 'Cause a niggas straight strugglin' I used to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin' I thought about bumpin', but mother-f*ck jugglin' I know it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker But I'd rather use my gun 'cause I get the money quicker, so bust it Look as I cut the records hard to eject A quick clip threw my body down uh! it's another hit I got energy to blast now you want the task here 'cause of the light a motherfucker shot that ass up But rugged and rough is how I'm steppin' Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in Eye on the Mac 'cause the dogg got it goin' on If you come up steppin' you'll be lit like a hick So you better chill, 'cause I got too much money to get A street thug in the motherfuckin' house, I'm strugglin' Get drunk but I don't think I'm just in it for the money, don't be a punk snitch When I yank up my gun, don't run don't bitch 'Cause ya know if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch You'll get your stupid ass blown out the frame 'Cause I'm playing to win, and survive in the game I'm strugglin' Big up, big up, got him in the frame, bang Ain't nothin' changed set it off I let the brains hang Guess who's back, to put niggas on they back Till I call back, niggas runnin' free better fall back I'm fifty niggas deep beat sleep With a Mossberg wrapped in my seats Three deep in my Jeep chief run with the Young Gunz Strugglin' and strivin', that's how the dough come Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low goal Throw a bolo so low when I flow yo Much too high to read the signs, I'm blind Clickin' on the nine, out to get mine I go big up, big up, gotta make the room, boom Blowin' motherfuckers to the moon Niggas need to feel me a real G, home from the bumblin' See me on the block, strugglin' And rollin' with the roughnecks 'nough checks cashed I get in niggas ass, blast Straight strugglin
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Written by: CHRISTOPHER WALKER, KEVIN RHAMES, RANDY WALKER, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
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