No Struggle No Progress — текст песни (U.N.L.V.)

{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