Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

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

nigga, I got em'
em' out and I got em'
Let 'em get a lil then we robbin' for pollen
We killin' no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And your bitch, we blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma one of these niggas
you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting better with
But niggas don't whine, we'll burn down your vineyard
I been since cornrows, still duckin' the narcos
My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we
Got a bad with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, make ashtrays out of dog bowls,
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, with lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

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

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in Cedar Frogg