Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This motherfuckin' got me sweatin' 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 then we for pollen
We killin' no minors, you niggas still in the minus
And your bitch, we gonna blind her, pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of niggas
you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga
I did my time, I'm getting better with time
But real niggas whine, we'll 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 hair that have 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' lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

Hollygrove nigga, rest in peace, Lil
Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big
The is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark fuck them shellfish
Everybody in the building, well I left that bitch like
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 too much of that Michael Jackson
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
Lookin for a motherfuckin' spot we can at
left the building
And I take these hoes to
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I stuntin' these niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to these
bitch!
More than one
This for my niggas, we shall overcome,
From New Orleans, dyin' over dumb shit
You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun
I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want from
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, 44 ain't no good
You bring that chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers
Yeah I do it for my
That 45 no good
You better the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, nigga
we gon' them choppers
we gon' have them
You better bring the
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We gon' them choppers
We gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' 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 night off that D'usse
up on the owner
Owner talkin' he wanted his money back
He wanted half of the back
Twist all the money and left
That's some Young shit

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg