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 other like a master piece
I'm black but she white and she a freak
Gotta luck on that pussy, mess the key
She got it ride it, it nigga
Master hood, P
I'm a shield, do what I want be
The way I cook it and cut it like I'm
Look at master grinning, bring some concern me
Fifty, fifty, she won't get the plug, she ain't me
Life full of granding, life of slummy
He will met the dollar mean then he gonna move to
Get the just wait for the album
Brow all 11 cuz you know I'm have it
11, 11 I throw eleven
Cuz I'm banging money and I've been out of 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 with the money, come show you some things
Mention my if you mention I'm the king
You wanna know what I
I say all of my hustlers, my nigga, my balers are ready for the team

11, 11 I 22 so they have all 11
I will get money, I've been throw this shit I was 1 7
Yeah I was 17 nigga, I was 17 make the labels
Now the brick fall and the 32 shot, we invest 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 what I do but nothing for leave to my to get
And my been complain me
She I am fucking 11 new bitches
And my plug nigga play me, like fuck all the
get to the street

11 one of the thrill, that's one of the trail
And no the hood, try to get that nigga saving the money

11, 11 wait on the album,
Then ledge of 11, you know I'm gonna
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I drive throw
And I've been in the streets and I'm banging this since I was 11
She ain't that they coming and (?)
And the streets 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
this fuck nigga slide,
Fuck try to get over the game
Fuck all niggas, ain't never gonna change
Fuck all the lables, they never sell
Fuck all the bitches, they give all them
all the rappers and now they gona talk bout shit
That I don't hear it
(?) when you lay niggas on streets (?)
But remember they never come, I promise I let you down
I'mma give you my stole, I'mma get you the pain, there's no round
Cuz struggle is real, my nigga got kill, my nigga life
we in the streets and you and the others was fucking device