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 then we robbin' for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors, you niggas still in the
And bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of niggas
Shoot you in your earth, and get on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm better with time
But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn 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 hair that 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
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with limbs
Talkin' about M's, it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

Yeah we on that D'usse, me and my Euro
Tina turn up in this
We got Lauren in bitch
Serena Pink in this bitch, better 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, I left that bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops mom like Billie Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
give that 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, who knows?
I got a redbone two golds
And she snort too much of Michael Jackson
That gon' need a new nose
I ain't got 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
Lookin for a motherfuckin' spot we can at
left the building
And I take these hoes to
And I got more bounce, to the 28
Yeah I ain't these niggas
Eyes chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
This for my niggas, we shall overcome,
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' over shit
You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun
I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, you want from Santa?
I get money, fuck bitches
Kill niggas and smoke
I'm married to real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 no good
You better bring chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers
Yeah I do it for my
That 45 ain't no
You better bring the
we gon' have them choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we gon' have them
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We gon' have choppers
We gon' have choppers
You better bring the
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in Cedar Frogg