Luyện nghe bài hát 11/11

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

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

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

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