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 it, ride it nigga
Master hood, P
I'm a master shield, do I want be
The way I cook it and cut it like I'm
Look at this master grinning, some concern me
Fifty, fifty, she get the plug, she ain't find me
Life full of granding, life full of
He will met the dollar mean then he gonna move to
Get the 11/11 wait for the album
Brow all 11 cuz you know I'm have it
11, 11 I point eleven
Cuz I'm banging money and I've been out of since I am 11
I don't if she have it, she like an angel like she got some wings
Put on I take to her cousin
fuck with the money, come show you some things
Mention my name if you I'm the king
You wanna what I mean
When I say all of my hustlers, my nigga, my balers are ready for the

11, 11 I 22 so they have all 11
I will get money, I've been throw this since 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 invest in
11 they won, 11 they care, 11 fine
11 new cars, 11 new chains but no new
The streets(?) and I'm driving the and fuck 'em on streets
I do what I do but for leave to my nigga to get
And my bitch complain me
She I am fucking 11 new bitches
And my plug play me, like fuck all the rapture
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 I'm gonna grabble
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I throw eleven
And been in the streets and I'm banging this 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 alive
Hella this nigga slide,
Fuck niggas try to get the game
all this niggas, ain't never gonna change
Fuck all the lables, they never sell
all the bitches, they gonna give all them
Fuck all the rappers and now they talk bout shit
That I don't wana it
(?) you lay when niggas on streets (?)
But remember they never come, I promise I 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 life
When we in the streets and you and the was fucking device