2Pac – Strugglin ft Live Squad

Strugglin is a wonderful and intriguing record created by a high rated and respected rapper, Tupac Shakur featuring Live Squad.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 08 on his top charting album project called “Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z…” was officially released on 16 February 1993.

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LYRICS

Eat a dick up

“Stick up, stick up, stick up kids…

Still don’t nothin’ move but the money”

[Stretch of Live Squad:]

Struggling, juggling, got it to the black man

Eating the scams like I was motherfucking 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

Stabbing for a fee, it gets hard on the fucking 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 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

Sticking up spots and jumping in Jags

Gotta get ahead and always stay bumbling

And always keep a hand on the gat

Cause a niggas straight strugglin’

“Stick up, stick up, stick up kids…

Still don’t nothin’ move but the money”

[Majestic of Live Squad:]

I’m used to being poor, but now I’m sick of struggling

I thought about bumping, but mother-fuck juggling

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 uhh! it’s another hit

I got energy to blast now you want the task here

Cuz of the light a motherfucker shot that ass up

But rugged and rough is how I’m stepping

Mac is the weapon, and it’s always kept in

Eye on the Mac cause the dogg got it going on

If you come up stepping you’ll be lit like a hick

So you better chill, cause I got too much money to get

A street thug in the motherfucking house, I’m struggling

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 laying 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’

“Stick up, stick up, stick up kids…

Still don’t nothin’ move but the money”

[2Pac:]

Big up, big up, got him in the frame, bang

Ain’t nothing changed set it off I let the brains hang

Guess who’s back, to put niggas on they back

Till I call back, niggas running 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

Struggling and striving, 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

Clicking on the nine, out to get mine

I go big up, big up, gotta make the room, boom

Blowing motherfuckers to the moon

Niggas need to feel me a real G, home from the bumbling

See me on the block, struggling

And rolling with the roughnecks nuff checks cashed

I get in niggas ass, blast

Straight strugglin’

“Stick up, stick up, stick up kids…

Still don’t nothin’ move but the money”