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 buzz we robbin' for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors, you niggas still in the
And your bitch, we blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord 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 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 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 out of dog bowls, yeah
Blessins on top of sins, restin' with topless
Picture me but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' lobster limbs
Talkin' some M's, it's soundin' like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

we on that D'usse, me and my nigga Euro
Tina turn up in this
We got in this bitch
Serena Pink in this bitch, better as Pinky
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 fuck them shellfish
Everybody in the building, well I left that like Elvis
Nigga,
treated mom like Billie Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give fuckin' woman everything, 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 of that Michael Jackson
That bitch need a new nose
I ain't got time for you
Shit I 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 left the
And I these hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
I ain't stuntin' these niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to niggas
bitch!
More than one
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas over dumb shit
You know we give the hell, make the nun strip
Yeah I might have them bricks, me Brick Cannon
on my lap, what you want from Santa?
I get money, fuck bitches
niggas and smoke weed
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, 44 ain't no good
You better that chopper
'Cause we have them choppers
I do it for my hood
That 45 no good
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, nigga
we gon' have them
we gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
we gon' have them 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 nigga Lil Twist, my lil
He just out in the club the other night off that D'usse
up on the owner
Owner talkin' about he wanted his money
He half of the money back
took all the money and left
That's some Money shit

So Woo to the B
Rest in peace Frogg