Luyện nghe bài hát 11/11

Ay this the hustle, this the other war
Find me in, in the crib but got other law
Show her other bitch like a 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
hood, Master P
I'm a shield, do what I want be
The way I it and cut it like I'm master
Look at this master grinning, 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 to Miami
Get the just wait for the album
Brow all 11 cuz you know I'm gonna it
11, 11 I point eleven
Cuz I'm banging money and I've 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
Don't fuck with the money, come you some things
Mention my if you mention I'm the king
You wanna know I mean
When I say all of my hustlers, my nigga, my are ready for the team

11, 11 I break 22 so have all 11
I get money, I've been throw this shit since I was 1 7
Yeah I was 17 nigga, I was 17 will make the
Now the brick will and the 32 shot, we invest in guns
11 they won, 11 they care, 11 they
11 new cars, 11 new chains but no new
The streets(?) and I'm driving the class and 'em on streets
I do what I do but nothing for leave to my to get
And my bitch been me
She think I am 11 new bitches
And my plug play me, like fuck 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 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 the streets on
And I do what I do but not for me, for my niggas too
If you keep fucking my nigga, you'll with me
You gotta keep shit alive
this fuck nigga slide,
Fuck niggas try to get over the
Fuck all niggas, ain't never gonna change
Fuck all the lables, they never gonna
Fuck all the bitches, they gonna all them
Fuck all the rappers and now they gona talk bout
That I don't hear it
(?) when you lay niggas on streets (?)
But remember they never come, I promise I won't let you
I'mma give you my stole, get you the pain, there's no fucking round
Cuz struggle is real, my got kill, my nigga lost life
When we in the streets and you and the others was fucking