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

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

We gon smoke trees like them it
Here's a pipe quick, a inch or die quick
Seen? Long as it's Flex
Me don't care if me or pass the test
The pump will a chunk out ya chest
Or rip out ya vest, which blood clot fi
my basketball files
They say I call my nine my tech-nical
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 your
Make you give cash up
get all twenty of X dogs 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 shit I was a
'cause while my 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 in the eyes 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 them twenties look and Armor Alled
I give to chicks that make them give they mom a call
Cause I always stand like my brain was in my balls
Look, what the clot, love the chicks that ???
Wanna see me on they period be seriously
The last nigga asked me my name I gave him a blunt
And told him Drag-On and it on
I'm 140 so I my gun sporty
Switch 'em like a pair of and never wear 'em again
Me killin batty bwoy, make him a ??? from a naughty boy
You don't run wit the shotty boy
It's not a
Let me see, when they comin who can a Ruff Ryder
In the BX pumpin' a lot of

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