Luyện nghe bài hát Call Me Drag-On - Drag-On

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

We gon trees like them legalize it
Here's a pipe quick, a inch or die quick
Long as it's Funkmaster Flex
Me don't care if me or pass the test
The pump will take a chunk out ya
Or rip out ya vest, which clot fi test
Read my basketball
They say I call my my tech-nical fouls
hand check us now
Chicks fuck us now
That's why niggas fuck us now
I tell a nigga it's not that my four is missin
So lay down and audition for your mortician
Make you that cash up
I'll get all twenty of X to get up at ya
Trust me pits'll catch ya
Make you spit up ketchup,
Layin next to
Somebody messed up, chest 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
me Drag-On I'm hot scorchin {*both lines 4X*}

(Who Dat, Who Dat, How we ride)

You can see the tears in the of men die
You can see them with fire all the men fry
Seen? Ain't that Flex, go head dawg show 'em off
Show 'em how twenties look washed and Armor Alled
I give dicks to chicks that make them they mom a call
Cause I always stand like my brain was in my balls
Look, the blood clot, love the chicks that ???
see me on they period can't be seriously
The last nigga that asked me my name I him a blunt
And told him Drag-On and it on
I'm 140 so I my gun sporty
Switch 'em a pair of Timbs and never wear 'em again
Me killin batty bwoy, make him a ??? a dred naughty boy
You run around wit the shotty boy
It's not a
Let me see, when they comin who can a Ruff Ryder
In the BX a lot of noise

[Funk
Blounce DJ Twin, Rockwilder
Shut ya fuckin
mean nothin to me!
Y'all ain't got it the way I fuckin got it,
Be clear! I'm the king of this shit here nigga!
Fix fuckin face!
Matter fact your fuckin pocket, BITCH!