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 ain't killin' no minors, you niggas still in the
And your bitch, we gonna blind her, can't us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these
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 the narcos
My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we
Got a bad bitch long hair 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 to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with lobster
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 bitch
We got Lauren in bitch
Serena Pink in this bitch, better 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 shark fuck shellfish
Everybody in the building, well I left bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops treated mom Billie Jean
hot sauce, I put it on everything
I'ma that fuckin' woman everything, everything
Here we go, I'm cool, Coolio
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 much of 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 with the top off the Maybach
for a motherfuckin' spot we can skate at
Elvis left the
And I these hoes to Graceland
And I got more bounce, to the 28
I ain't stuntin' these niggas
Eyes look chinese, to these niggas
bitch!
More than one
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' over dumb
You know we the pastor hell, make the nun strip
Yeah I might have bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want Santa?
I might get money, fuck
Kill niggas and smoke
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no
You better that chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 no good
You bring the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we gon' them choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, yeah
We gon' them choppers
We have them choppers
You better bring the
we gon' have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg