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 niggas still in the
And your bitch, we blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I lord knows I'ma murk one of these niggas
you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting with time
But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn down vineyard
I ballin' since cornrows, still duckin' the narcos
My little in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal
Got a bad bitch with long 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, with topless twins
me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with lobster
Talkin' about some M's, soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

nigga, rest 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, well I left that bitch like
Nigga,
Pops treated mom like Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give fuckin' woman everything, everything
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many did Hootie blow?
I don't know, fuck who
I got a with two golds
And she snort too of that Michael Jackson
That bitch gon' need a new
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' spot we can at
Elvis the building
And I take these hoes to
And I got more bounce, to the 28
Yeah I ain't stuntin' these
Eyes chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas
bitch!
More than one
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, dyin' over 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 want Santa?
I might get money, bitches
Kill niggas and smoke
I'm married to 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 no good
You better the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, nigga
we have them choppers
we gon' them choppers
You better the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, yeah
We gon' have choppers
We gon' have choppers
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg