Luyện nghe bài hát 11/11

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

11, 11 I break 22 so have all 11
I will get money, I've been throw shit since I was 1 7
Yeah I was 17 nigga, I was 17 will the labels
Now the will fall and the 32 shot, we invest in guns
11 they won, 11 they care, 11 fine
11 new cars, 11 new but no new friends
The streets(?) and I'm driving the class and 'em on streets
I do what I do but for leave to my nigga to get
And my bitch complain me
She think I am 11 new bitches
And my plug nigga play me, like fuck all the
They get to the

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

11, 11 just on the album,
Then of 11, you know I'm gonna grabble
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I drive throw
And I've been in the streets and I'm banging money since I was 11
She know that they coming and (?)
And thuggle the on
And I do I do but not just for me, for my niggas too
If you keep fucking my nigga, you'll fucking me
You gotta keep beat shit
Hella this fuck slide,
niggas try to get over the game
Fuck all this niggas, ain't gonna change
Fuck all the lables, they never gonna
Fuck all the bitches, they gonna give all
Fuck all the rappers and now they gona talk bout
I don't wana hear it
(?) when you lay niggas on streets (?)
But remember 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 lost life
we in the streets and you and the others was fucking device