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 bitch like a master piece
I'm black but she and she a master freak
Gotta on that pussy, gotta mess the key
She got it ride it, ride it
hood, Master P
I'm a master shield, do what I be
The way I cook it and cut it I'm master
Look at this master grinning, bring concern me
Fifty, fifty, she won't get the plug, she find me
Life full of granding, life full of
He will met the mean then he gonna move to Miami
Get the just wait for the album
Brow all 11 cuz you know I'm gonna it
11, 11 I point throw
Cuz I'm banging money and I've been out of thugs I am 11
I don't if she have 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
my name if you mention I'm the king
You wanna what I mean
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 shit 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 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 nothing for to my nigga to get
And my bitch complain me
She I am fucking 11 new bitches
And my plug nigga play me, like fuck all the
They get to the

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

11, 11 wait on the album,
Then ledge of 11, you know I'm gonna
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I throw eleven
And I've been in the and I'm banging this money since I was 11
She ain't know that coming and (?)
And thuggle the on
And I do what I do but not 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 niggas try to get over the
Fuck all niggas, ain't never gonna change
Fuck all the lables, never gonna sell
Fuck all the bitches, they give all them
all the rappers and now they gona talk bout shit
That I don't wana it
(?) you lay when niggas on streets (?)
But remember they never come, I promise I won't let you
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
When we in the streets and you and the others was device