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 buzz then we for pollen
We killin' no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And your bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the
I swear lord knows murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I did my time, I'm getting better with time
But real niggas don't whine, 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 with long hair that have bad when the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, ashtrays out of dog bowls, yeah
Blessins on top of sins, restin' topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's soundin' like gospel
Yes,

Yeah,

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

Hollygrove nigga, in peace, Lil Kevin
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big
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 like Billie
hot sauce, I put it on everything
I'ma give that fuckin' woman everything,
Here we go, I'm cool, Coolio
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did Hootie
I don't know, who knows?
I got a with two golds
And she snort too much of that Jackson
That gon' need a new nose
I got time for you hoes
Shit I only two goals
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm 'round 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 bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I ain't these niggas
Eyes look chinese, to these niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, dyin' over dumb shit
You we give the pastor hell, make the nun strip
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 smoke
I'm married to this shit
And I'm a beater, no sleeves
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no
You bring that chopper
'Cause we gon' have them
Yeah I do it for my
That 45 no good
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We gon' have them
We have them choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in Cedar Frogg