Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Drag-On

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

We gon smoke trees like them it
a pipe quick, pinch a inch or die quick
Seen? Long as it's Funkmaster
Me don't care if me flunk or the test
The pump will take a out ya chest
Or rip out ya vest, which blood fi test
Read my files
They say I my nine my tech-nical fouls
Clubs check us now
Chicks fuck us now
That's why like fuck us now
I tell a nigga it's not that my four is missin
So just lay down and audition for your
Make you give cash up
I'll get all of X dogs to get up at ya
Trust me them catch ya
you spit up ketchup, extra
Layin right to
Somebody doorstep up, chest up
this shit I was a rapper
'cause while my face was up
Y'all was wrapped up, act up!

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

(Who Dat, Who Dat, How we ride)

You can see the in the eyes of men die
You can see them fuck with all the men fry
Seen? Ain't right Flex, go head dawg show 'em off
Show 'em how them twenties look washed and Armor
I give dicks to that make them give they mom a call
I always stand tall like my brain was in my balls
Look, what the blood clot, the chicks that ???
Wanna see me on period can't 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 wear my gun