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

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

We gon smoke trees like legalize it
Here's a quick, pinch a inch or die quick
Seen? Long as Funkmaster Flex
Me don't care if me flunk or pass the
The pump will take a out ya chest
Or rip out ya vest, which clot fi test
my basketball files
They say I call my nine my tech-nical
Clubs hand us now
Chicks fuck 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
me them pits'll catch ya
Make you up ketchup, extra
Layin next to
Somebody doorstep 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
Call me Drag-On I'm hot scorchin {*both lines

(Who Dat, Who Dat, How we ride)

You can see the tears in the of men die
You can see them fuck with all the men fry
Seen? Ain't that right Flex, go head show 'em off
'em how them twenties look washed and Armor Alled
I give dicks to chicks that them give they mom a call
Cause I always tall 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 nigga that 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 pair of Timbs and 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 stop a Ryder
In the BX pumpin' a lot of

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