Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This motherfuckin' D'usse got me 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 her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I lord knows I'ma murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting better time
But real niggas don't whine, burn down your vineyard
I been ballin' since cornrows, 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
Blessins on top of sins, restin' with twins
Picture me but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, with lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, in peace, Big Sausage
The is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark fuck them shellfish
Everybody in the building, well I that bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
treated mom like Billie Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give that fuckin' everything, everything
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did Hootie
I don't know, fuck who
I got a redbone two golds
And she snort too much of Michael Jackson
bitch gon' need a new nose
I got time for you hoes
Shit I have two goals
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the city with the top off the
Lookin for a spot we can skate at
Elvis left the
And I these hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I stuntin' these niggas
Eyes chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas
bitch!
More than one
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' over dumb
You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun
Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Brick
Nina on my lap, what you want Santa?
I might get money, fuck
Kill niggas and weed
I'm married to this real
And I'm a beater, no sleeves
Do it for my hood, that 44 no good
You better bring that
'Cause we gon' them choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 no good
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, nigga
we gon' have them
we gon' have them
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, yeah
We gon' have choppers
We gon' them choppers
You bring the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg