Luyện nghe bài hát Dusse

This D'usse 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 then we robbin' for pollen
We ain't killin' no minors, you niggas in the minus
And your bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the
I swear knows I'ma murk one of these niggas
Shoot you in your earth, and get earthworms on me,
I been did my time, I'm getting better with
But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn your vineyard
I been ballin' cornrows, still duckin' the narcos
My little in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal
Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days the mall closed
I'm a big dog, big doghouse, make out of dog bowls, yeah
Blessins on top of sins, with topless twins
me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens
In the restaurant, I'm with Slim, wrestlin' with lobster
Talkin' about some M's, it's soundin' gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

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

nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin
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, well I left that bitch like
Nigga,
Pops treated mom like Billie
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give that fuckin' everything, everything
Here we go, I'm cool, Coolio
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did blow?
I don't know, who knows?
I got a redbone two golds
And she too much of that Michael Jackson
bitch gon' need a new nose
I ain't got time for you
Shit I only have two
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' the city with the top off the Maybach
Lookin for a motherfuckin' we can skate at
left the building
And I take hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I ain't stuntin' niggas
Eyes look chinese, Wayne-chong to these
bitch!
More one bitch
This for my niggas, we shall overcome,
From New Orleans, niggas dyin' dumb shit
You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun
Yeah I have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you want Santa?
I might get money, fuck
Kill niggas and weed
I'm to this real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 no good
You better bring that
'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 have them choppers
You bring the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We have them choppers
We gon' have choppers
You better bring the
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in Cedar Frogg