Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This motherfuckin' 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 ain't killin' no minors, you still in the minus
And bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in your earth, and get on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting better time
But real niggas don't whine, we'll down your vineyard
I been ballin' 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
on top of sins, restin' with topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with limbs
Talkin' about M's, it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big
The world is mine, I am selfish, I am a fuck them shellfish
Everybody in the building, 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,
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did blow?
I know, fuck who knows?
I got a with two golds
And she snort too much of that Michael
bitch gon' need a new nose
I got time 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 spot we can skate at
Elvis the building
And I take these to Graceland
And I got more bounce, to the 28
Yeah I ain't these niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
This for my niggas, we shall overcome,
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' 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 from Santa?
I might get money, bitches
Kill niggas and weed
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, 44 ain't no good
You better that chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 ain't no
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we have them choppers
You better the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, yeah
We gon' have choppers
We have them choppers
You better bring the
'Cause we gon' them choppers, nigga, Mula!

My nigga Hood in bitch
on that D'usse
Shout out my nigga Lil Twist, my lil
He just passed out in the club the other off that D'usse
up on the owner
Owner talkin' about he wanted his money
He wanted half of the back
Twist all the money and left
That's some Young Money

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg