Luyện nghe bài hát 11/11

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

11, 11 I break 22 so they all 11
I will get money, I've throw this shit since I was 1 7
Yeah I was 17 nigga, I was 17 will make the
Now the brick fall and the 32 shot, we invest in guns
11 won, 11 they 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 bitch been me
She I am fucking 11 new bitches
And my plug nigga me, like fuck all the rapture
get to the street

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

11, 11 wait on the album,
Then ledge of 11, you 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 ain't know they coming and (?)
And thuggle the on
And I do what I do but not just for me, for my too
If you keep fucking my nigga, fucking with me
You gotta beat shit alive
Hella this nigga slide,
Fuck try to get over the game
Fuck all this niggas, ain't never gonna
Fuck all the lables, they never gonna
all the bitches, they gonna give all them
Fuck all the rappers and now they gona bout shit
That I wana hear it
(?) you lay when niggas on streets (?)
But remember never come, I promise I won't let you down
give you my stole, I'mma get you the pain, there's no fucking round
Cuz struggle is real, my nigga got kill, my lost life
When we in the streets and you and the was fucking device