Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This motherfuckin' D'usse got me 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 no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick 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 been did my time, I'm getting with time
But real niggas don't whine, burn down your vineyard
I been since cornrows, still duckin' the narcos
My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we
Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days 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 take the top off the
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, with lobster limbs
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 bitch
Serena Pink in this bitch, better known as
in this bitch, yah dig?
What's up
Lego!

Hollygrove nigga, rest in peace, Lil
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, in peace, Big Sausage
The world is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark them shellfish
Everybody in the building, I left that bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops treated mom Billie Jean
hot sauce, I put it on everything
I'ma give that fuckin' woman everything,
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How fish did Hootie blow?
I don't know, fuck who
I got a with two golds
And she snort too much of that Michael
That bitch need a new nose
I got time for you hoes
I only have two goals
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the city with the top off the
for a motherfuckin' spot we can skate at
Elvis the building
And I take hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I stuntin' these niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to niggas
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, what you want Santa?
I might get money, bitches
Kill niggas and smoke
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a beater, no sleeves
Do it for my hood, that 44 no good
You better bring chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 ain't no
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we gon' have them
You better the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, yeah
We have them choppers
We have them choppers
You bring the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in peace Cedar