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

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

We gon smoke trees like legalize it
a pipe quick, pinch a inch or die quick
Seen? Long as Funkmaster Flex
Me care if me flunk or pass the test
The will take a chunk out ya chest
Or rip out ya vest, blood clot fi test
my basketball files
They say I call my nine my fouls
hand 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 mortician
Make you give that up
get all twenty of X dogs to get up at ya
Trust me them pits'll ya
Make you spit up ketchup,
right next to
Somebody doorstep messed up, up
Before this I was a rapper
'cause my face was masked up
Y'all was wrapped 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 in the eyes of men die
You can see them with fire all the men fry
Seen? that right Flex, go head dawg show 'em off
Show 'em how them twenties look and Armor Alled
I give dicks to chicks that make give they mom a call
Cause I always tall like my brain was in my balls
Look, the blood clot, love the chicks that ???
Wanna see me on period can't be seriously
The last nigga asked me my name I gave him a blunt
And told him and pass it on
I'm 140 so I my gun sporty
Switch 'em like a of Timbs and never wear 'em again
Me batty bwoy, make him a ??? from a dred 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 a lot of noise

[Funk
Blounce shout DJ Twin,
Shut ya fuckin
Y'all nothin to me!
Y'all got it the way I fuckin got it, yknahmean?
Be clear! I'm the of this shit right here nigga!
Fix your face!
Matter peel your fuckin pocket, BITCH!