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 master
I'm but she white 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 shield, do what I want 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 of granding, life full of slummy
He will met the dollar then he gonna move to Miami
Get the 11/11 just wait for the
all 11 cuz you know I'm gonna have it
11, 11 I throw eleven
Cuz I'm banging money and I've been out of thugs I am 11
I don't matter if she have it, she like an angel she got some wings
Put on Jason I to her cousin
Don't fuck the money, come show you some things
Mention my name if you mention I'm the
You wanna know what I
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 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 they won, 11 they care, 11 they
11 new cars, 11 new but no new friends
The streets(?) and I'm driving the class and fuck 'em on
I do what I do but nothing for leave to my to get
And my been complain me
She think I am fucking 11 new
And my plug play me, like fuck all the rapture
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 saving the

11, 11 just on the album,
Then of 11, you know I'm gonna grabble
11, 11 and point 9, 11 I throw eleven
And I've been in the streets and I'm this money since I was 11
She ain't know they coming and (?)
And the streets on
And I do I do but not just for me, for my niggas too
If you keep my nigga, you'll fucking with me
You keep 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 sell
all the bitches, they gonna give all them
Fuck all the rappers and now they gona bout shit
I don't wana hear it
(?) you lay when niggas on streets (?)
But remember they never come, I promise I won't let you
I'mma you my stole, I'mma get you the pain, there's no fucking round
Cuz struggle is real, my got kill, my nigga lost life
When we in the and you and the others was fucking device