Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Drag-On

[Funk
Ah this shit is ugly right
Be baby! Drag-On, Ruff Ryders
Shout out to Ray
New York City are you ready?!!

We gon smoke trees them legalize it
Here's a pipe quick, pinch a inch or die
Seen? Long as Funkmaster Flex
Me don't care if me or pass the test
The will take a chunk out ya chest
Or rip out ya vest, which blood fi test
Read my basketball
They say I call my nine my fouls
hand check us now
Chicks hand us now
That's why like fuck us now
I tell a nigga it's not likely that my is missin
So just lay down and audition for mortician
Make you give cash up
I'll get all of X dogs to get up at ya
Trust me pits'll catch ya
Make you spit up ketchup,
Layin next to
Somebody doorstep messed up, up
Before this I was a rapper
while my face was masked up
Y'all niggas was up, act up!

D-R-A-G O-N
Call me Drag-On I'm hot scorchin {*both 4X*}

(Who Dat, Who Dat, How we ride)

You can see the tears in the of men die
You can see them fuck fire all the men fry
Seen? Ain't that right Flex, go dawg show 'em off
Show 'em how them twenties washed and Armor Alled
I give dicks to chicks that them give they mom a call
Cause I always stand tall like my brain was in my
Look, what the blood clot, the chicks that ???
Wanna see me on they period be seriously
The last nigga that me my name I gave him a blunt
And him Drag-On and pass it on
I'm 140 so I my gun sporty-a