Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

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

nigga, I got em'
em' out and I got em'
Let 'em get a lil buzz then we for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors, you niggas 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
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' since cornrows, still the narcos
My niggas 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 out of dog bowls, yeah
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 lobster
about some M's, it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

Hollygrove nigga, rest in peace, Lil
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big
The world is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark them shellfish
Everybody in the building, well I left that like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops mom like 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 Hootie
I don't know, who knows?
I got a redbone two golds
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' the city with the top off the Maybach
for a motherfuckin' spot we can skate at
Elvis the building
And I these hoes to Graceland
And I got more bounce, to the 28
Yeah I ain't stuntin' niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to these
bitch!
More one bitch
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' over dumb
You know we give the pastor hell, the nun strip
Yeah I have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, you want 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, 44 ain't no good
You better that chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 no good
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have them choppers,
we gon' them choppers
we gon' have them
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We have them choppers
We gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in Cedar Frogg