Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This motherfuckin' 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 buzz then we for pollen
We killin' no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear knows I'ma murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in your earth, and get earthworms on me,
I did my time, I'm getting better with time
But real don't whine, we'll burn down your vineyard
I been ballin' since cornrows, still duckin' the
My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we
Got a bad bitch with hair that have bad days when the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, make ashtrays out of dog bowls,
on top of sins, restin' with topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's soundin' like hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

Hollygrove nigga, in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, in peace, Big Sausage
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 like Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give that woman everything, everything
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did Hootie
I know, fuck who knows?
I got a redbone two golds
And she snort too of that Michael Jackson
That bitch 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' 'round the city 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
Yeah I ain't stuntin' niggas
Eyes look chinese, to these niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' dumb shit
You know we give the pastor hell, the nun strip
Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Brick
Nina on my lap, what you from Santa?
I might get money, bitches
niggas and smoke weed
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a beater, no sleeves
Do it for my hood, 44 ain't no good
You better bring chopper
'Cause we gon' have them
I do it for my hood
That 45 ain't no
You better bring the
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga
we have them choppers
we gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, yeah
We gon' have choppers
We gon' have them
You bring the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in peace Frogg