2Pac and Live Squad - Strugglin'

(Eat a dick up)
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money

Uh, 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 ruffneck 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, fuck 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, don't you look before it rips
With that ruffneck nigga named 2Pacalypse
Representing YG's, yo
Flip Stretch Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots, boy, and jumpin' in Jags
Gotta get ahead and always stay bumblin'
And always keep a hand on the gat
'Cause a niggas straight strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids (uh)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (uh)
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids (yeah)
Still don't nothin' move but the money

I'm used to being power but now I'm sick of strugglin'
I thought about bumpin', but motherfuck 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, yeah, it's another hit
I got energy to blast now you want the task here
Quick as a lighting I fucking shot that ass up
Well, rugged and rough that's how I'm steppin'
Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in
I am the mac 'cause the dogg got it goin' on
Livin' for the stick and you'll be lit like a hick
Oh, let me chill, 'cause I got too much money to get
I keep thuggin' 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 believe me if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch
Gon' get your stupid ass blown out the frame
'Cause I'm playing to win, and survive is the game
I'm strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids (yeah, uh)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (I'm strugglin')
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money

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
Feel a contact, niggas wanna breathe? Better gon' 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 ruffnecks 'nough checks cashed
I get you niggas ass, blast
Straight strugglin'

Stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money (uh, straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (yeah, uh, uh)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (word up, motherfuckers straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money (yeah, straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (strugglin')
Still don't nothin' move but the money (straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (yeah, word up)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (haha, we're straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (niggas in the four building)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (uh)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (you know these lives niggas straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (niggas up north, you know I'm sayin'?)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (stay struggling)
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (bump the motherfuckin' law)
Still don't nothin' move but the money ('cause we're strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (all my real motherfuckers)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (straight strugglin', yeah)
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (yeah, uh)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (straight strugglin')
Big up, big upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (booyakah, booyakah)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (straight strugglin') (what?)
Big up, big up

Written by:
Christopher Walker, Kevin Rhames, Randy Walker, Tupac Amaru Shakur

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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