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 robbin' for
We ain't killin' no minors, you niggas still in the
And your bitch, we gonna blind her, pick us out of the lineup
I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these
Shoot you in your earth, and get on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting better with
But real niggas don't whine, burn down your vineyard
I been ballin' since cornrows, still the narcos
My little 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, ashtrays 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 Slim, wrestlin' with lobster limbs
Talkin' about some M's, it's like gospel hymns
Yes,

Yeah,

Yeah we on that D'usse, me and my Euro
Tina turn up in this
We got Lauren in this
Serena Pink in this bitch, 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 world is mine, I am selfish, I am a shark fuck them
Everybody in the building, well I left that bitch like
Nigga,
treated mom like Billie Jean
Like hot sauce, I put it on
I'ma give that woman everything, everything
Here we go, bitch I'm cool,
She say "Tune, do me slow"
How many fish did Hootie
I don't know, fuck who
I got a redbone with two
And she snort too much of that Michael
That bitch gon' a new nose
I ain't got for you hoes
I only have 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 take hoes to Graceland
And I got bounce, to the 28 grams
Yeah I ain't stuntin' these
Eyes chinese, Wayne-chong to these niggas
bitch!
More than one
This for my niggas, we overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas over dumb shit
You know we give the pastor hell, the nun strip
Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Cannon
Nina on my lap, what you from Santa?
I might get money, bitches
Kill and smoke weed
I'm married to this shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no
You bring that chopper
'Cause we gon' have them
I do it for my hood
That 45 no good
You better the chopper
'Cause we gon' have choppers, nigga
we gon' have choppers
we have them choppers
You better bring the
'Cause we gon' have choppers, yeah
We gon' have them
We gon' have choppers
You better the chopper
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
in peace Cedar Frogg