Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti - 11 songtekst
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This the art of hustle, this the art of war Five mil' in the crib and it got art galore Shawty arch her back, like a masterpiece I'm black but she white and she's a master freak Got a lock on that pussy, I got the master key She like them 'bout it 'bout it niggas, ugh, Master P I'm a master chef, the way I whip a beat The way I cook it and cut it, it's like I mastered the street It's the art of grindin', bricks on consignment 50/50 chance that the plug ain't gon' find me The life of the grindin', the life of the slammin' Hit a million dollar lick then I move to Miami It's the art 11/11 I'm droppin' the album It's the art Them white 11s, you know I'm gon' have 'em You have art 11:11, it's pointin' at 11, I just threw 11 Hustle is an art Cause I've been gettin' money And I've been out here thuggin' since I was 11 I'm of metal and Heaven She like an angel like she got some wings Put her on jets and I take her to countries f**k up the money and show her some things Mention my name, let you mention the king You must not know what I mean When I say art of the hustle My niggas, my brothas and bitch, I'ma ride for the team 11, 11, the brick 22 so the half was 11 Always gettin' money, I've been doin' this shit since I was 1-7 Yeah I was 17, nigga, with 17 niggas with MAC 11s Now the bricks [?] 32 shots, we invested in weapons 11 ARs, 11 AKs, 11 FNs 11 new cars, 11 new chains, but no new friends The streets been askin' I'm droppin' a classic to f**k up the streets I do what I does But not just for me, for my niggas to eat And my bitch been complainin' She thinkin' I'm f**kin' 11 new freaks And my pub been complainin' Like f**k all that rap shit, let's get to the streets 11, that's one over 10 and one under 12 And I'm still in the hood, [?] and runnin' from 12s 11, 11, I'm droppin' the album This the art Them Legend 11s, you know I'm gon' grab 'em This the art 11:11, it's pointin' at 11, I just threw 11 And I've been in the streets And I've been gettin' money since I was 11 Just know that I'm comin' Droppin' a classic to f**k up the streets I do what I does But not just for me, for my niggas to eat If you f**k with your niggas You keep it a hundred, you f**kin' with me We gotta keep this shit alive Can't let these f**k niggas slide f**k niggas tryna take over the game f**k all these niggas, I'm never gon' change f**k all these labels, I'm never gon' sign f**k all these bitches, ain't givin' 'em mind f**k all these rappers and albums they're droppin' That shit ain't a hundred, I don't wanna hear it Tired of hearin' he lyin' talkin' bout the streets When niggas ain't been nowhere near it But 11, 11 I'm comin', I promise, I won't let you down I'ma give you my story I give you pain, it's no f**kin' 'round The struggle is real My niggas got killed, my niggas doin' life When we in the streets And you in the office, it's f**k your advice 11, 11