Luyện nghe bài hát 11/11

Ay this the other hustle, this the war
me in, in the crib but they got other law
Show her bitch like a master piece
I'm black but she white and she a master
luck on that pussy, gotta mess the key
She got it it, ride it nigga
hood, Master P
I'm a shield, do what I want be
The way I it and cut it like I'm master
Look at master grinning, bring some concern me
Fifty, fifty, she won't get the plug, she ain't me
Life full of granding, full of slummy
He will met the mean then he gonna move to Miami
Get the 11/11 wait for the album
Brow all 11 cuz you know I'm gonna it
11, 11 I point throw
Cuz I'm banging and I've been out of thugs since I am 11
I don't matter if she it, she like an angel like she got some wings
Put on Jason I take to her
Don't fuck the money, come show you some things
my name if you mention I'm the king
You know what I mean
When I say all of my hustlers, my nigga, my balers are for the team

11, 11 I break 22 so they all 11
I will get money, I've been throw this shit I was 1 7
Yeah I was 17 nigga, I was 17 will make the
Now the brick will fall and the 32 shot, we in guns
11 they won, 11 care, 11 they fine
11 new cars, 11 new but no new friends
The streets(?) and I'm driving the and fuck 'em on streets
I do I do but nothing for leave to my nigga to get
And my been complain me
She I am fucking 11 new bitches
And my plug nigga me, like fuck all the rapture
They get to the

11 this one of the thrill, one of the trail
And no stilling the hood, try to get nigga saving the money

11, 11 just on the album,
ledge of 11, you know I'm gonna grabble
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I drive throw
And I've in the streets and I'm banging this money since I was 11
She ain't that they coming and (?)
And the streets on
And I do what I do but not just for me, for my too
If you fucking my nigga, you'll fucking with me
You keep beat shit alive
this fuck nigga slide,
Fuck try to get over the game
all this niggas, ain't never gonna change
Fuck all the lables, they never sell
Fuck all the bitches, gonna give all them
Fuck all the rappers and now they talk bout shit
That I don't hear it
(?) when you lay when on streets (?)
But they never come, I promise I won't let you down
I'mma give you my stole, get you the pain, there's no fucking round
Cuz struggle is real, my nigga got kill, my nigga lost
we in the streets and you and the others was fucking device