Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This D'usse got me sweatin' and shit
to God
Hov, with ya boy
C5

nigga, I got em'
em' out and I got em'
Let 'em get a lil buzz we robbin' for pollen
We killin' no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And your bitch, we gonna her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord I'ma murk one of these niggas
you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm better with time
But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn down vineyard
I been since cornrows, still duckin' the narcos
My niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal
Got a bad bitch long hair that have bad days when the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, ashtrays out of dog bowls, yeah
Blessins on top of sins, restin' topless twins
Picture me broke but to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's soundin' gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

Yeah we on D'usse, me and my nigga Euro
turn up in this bitch
We got Lauren in this
Serena Pink in bitch, better known as Pinky
in this bitch, yah dig?
up Ronie?
Lego!

Hollygrove nigga, in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big
The world is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark fuck shellfish
in the building, well I left that bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops treated mom Billie Jean
hot sauce, I put it on everything
I'ma give that fuckin' woman everything,
we go, bitch I'm cool, Coolio
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did blow?
I don't know, who knows?
I got a redbone with two
And she too much of that Michael Jackson
That bitch need a new nose
I ain't got time for you
I only have two goals
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the with the top off the Maybach
Lookin for a motherfuckin' we can skate at
Elvis the building
And I take hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
I ain't stuntin' these niggas
Eyes chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
This for my niggas, we shall overcome,
From New Orleans, niggas over dumb shit
You know we give the hell, make the nun strip
I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want from
I might get money, fuck
Kill and smoke weed
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no
You better bring chopper
we gon' have them choppers
Yeah I do it for my
That 45 ain't no
You bring the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga
we gon' have choppers
we gon' have them
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We gon' them choppers
We gon' them choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, nigga, Mula!

My nigga in this bitch
Still on that
out my nigga Lil Twist, my lil brother
He just passed out in the the other night off that D'usse
Threw up on the
Owner about he wanted his money back
He half of the money back
took all the money and left
That's Young Money shit

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg