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Dulong (simplified Chinese: 独龙语; traditional Chinese: 獨龍語; pinyin: Dúlóng) or Drung, Derung, Rawang, or Trung, is a Sino-Tibetan language in China. Dulong is closely related to the Rawang language of Myanmar (Burma). Although almost all ethnic Derung people speak the language to some degree, most are multilingual, also speaking Burmese, Lisu, and Mandarin Chinese except for a few very elderly people.Dulong is also called: Taron, Kiu, Qui, Kiutze, Qiuzi, Kiupa, Kiao, Metu, Melam, Tamalu, Tukiumu, Qiu, Nung, Nu-tzŭ. more »

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Stackin up tryna hit icebox go cash out on some ice rocks got the music loud when we slide on blocks smokin on loud we rollin up chops gettin that bag I move quiet like a fox try to rob me I invest in the stocks they break the code then I'm switchin the locks bet you couldn't walk a mile in my shox

These hoes gettin passed like the aux stunt with the hunnits like I'm Johnny Knox when I hoop put the bands in my socks makin my way through and all the hoes flock finna ball out the Rolex the clock ride the wave or get left at the dock no hard work in servin' a knock runnin to money hell nah I can't walk if he cappin 5 O get the chalk ima pull up in a spaceship like Spock it ain't bout money we can't talk keep a eye out for the rats like a hawk you would think I was prey how she stalk prayed for the money I hope it stack tall big bills keep the small ones got a new bag 'cause I can't stash all this dope can't lose faith you gotta keep hope wanna see me fall flip 'em off through the scope yo bitch wanna slide like ski's on a slope need new ice get a cross like the pope married to money tied down like a rope need a divorce you married to broke spark up a blunt inhale all the smoke stack up the cash til it's big as a oak tree chasin the chicken in love with the poultry all the real niggas gone feel this like poetry got a shooter best not to go toes with me before the drip always had hoes with me movin in silence I stay at the lowest key f*ck up my kidneys 'cause lean what I pour in me they all talk down even niggas that's knowin me can't trust a soul thats what god been showin me blowin the cookie that shit started chokin me strap in the bag in my pants it was pokin me plug wasn't there in the drought now it's so many if the feds askin me questions don't know any me and my niggas roll up like it's four-twenty stay fresh as hell even when I'm not formally take a nigga bitch do that shit normally yea I got stacks but I always need more money

Stackin up tryna hit icebox go cash out on some ice rocks got the music loud when we slide on blocks smokin on loud we rollin up chops gettin that bag I move quiet like a fox try to rob me I invest in the stocks they break the code then I'm switchin the locks bet you couldn't walk a mile in my shox

Got no time to waste used to be lost but I found my place smokin on dope to the face feel like I'm Tyga these hoes want a taste niggas they copy and trace but I don't trip designer my waist balenciagas with the lace that hoe gone spit out my kids like toothpaste high as f*ck like a alien in space hop in the spaceship if you wanna race sometimes I sip lean with no chase for memories I would like to erase I get paid in full like I'm ace goin up I can't stay at the base I say it a lot I'm straight to the top that hoe gone suck me until I say stop all my fans waitin music to drop with the same niggas can't change f*ck a op get some new drip when I shop that hoe see me as the cream of the crop ballin like MJ not king of the pop I'm servin whatever come cop ima cold nigga I wouldn't be surprised if I'm on hot new hip hop usin' that bitch like a prop make her roll up just make sure it's a chop loyal to the gang I cannot swap gettin this money I cannot flop started to trap 'cause I didn't want a mop can't wife a bitch 'cause I don't want a bop pass me the mud we sippin' on slop tryna vacate and go chill in the trops talkin crazy dump 'em out in the swamp come in first place 'cause it's really no comp if he a rat then he need to get stomped niggas pump fake and I'm never gone jump money callin' woke me up out a slump out on the road I hit a few bumps cash in my pockets explain all the lumps smoke so much dope I feel bad for my lungs

Stackin up tryna hit icebox go cash out on some ice rocks got the music loud when we slide on blocks smokin on loud we rollin up chops gettin that bag I move quiet like a fox try to rob me I invest in the stocks they break the code then I'm switchin the locks bet you couldn't walk a mile in my shox

Sippin on mud this shit got me trippin whenever I pull up I'm drippin the more money you talk the more ima listen stay with the packs they flippin got a bad bitch look like she be strippin whole lotta ass what I be grippin chasin the bag you know I'm never slippin if I see a cop car then I'm dippin

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