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 then we 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 your earth, and get on me, nigga
I been did my time, I'm getting with time
But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn down your
I been ballin' since cornrows, still duckin' the
My niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal
Got a bad with long hair that have 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' topless twins
Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the
In the restaurant, I'm Slim, wrestlin' with 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 Lauren in bitch
Serena in this bitch, better known as Pinky
Steph in bitch, yah dig?
What's up
Lego!

nigga, rest 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 that bitch like Elvis
Nigga,
Pops treated mom Billie Jean
hot sauce, I put it on everything
I'ma give that woman everything, everything
we go, bitch 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 bitch need a new nose
I ain't got time for you
Shit I only two goals
And is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the with the top off the Maybach
Lookin for a spot we can skate at
Elvis left the
And I take these to Graceland
And I got more bounce, to the 28
Yeah I ain't stuntin' these
Eyes look chinese, to these niggas
bitch!
More one bitch
for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch
From New Orleans, niggas over dumb shit
You know we the pastor hell, make the nun strip
Yeah I might have bricks, call me Brick Cannon
Nina on my lap, you want from Santa?
I might get money, bitches
Kill niggas and weed
I'm married to real shit
And I'm a wife beater, no
Do it for my hood, that 44 ain't no
You better bring chopper
'Cause we gon' them choppers
Yeah I do it for my
That 45 no good
You better bring the
we gon' have them choppers, nigga
we have them choppers
we have them choppers
You bring the chopper
we gon' have them choppers, yeah
We have them choppers
We gon' have them
You better bring the
'Cause we have them choppers, nigga, Mula!

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

So Woo to the B
Rest in peace Cedar