Luyện nghe bài hát Draco

You better not your voice at me
You know I got a degree

Draco with the bookbag
Backpack, got a little back
Hundreds on got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You ain't never get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never get you bitch back

doors, but I never stop
Fuck around got a pissed off
Nice little thot got arm
Did the Heisman on the hoe got the arm
Fuck up that like Tyson or Holyfield,
wo wo wo wo wo
A Couple of and I got my soda filled,
wo wo wo wo wo
Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for meals,
wo wo wo wo wo wo
She thinks she the one, but to me she nothing but a thrill
wo wo wo wo wo
I've been drippin' like a god her
I dodgin' all the fly what else
I fillin' up garages what else
I gave her a monage what else
Close your eyes eyes
I'm about to slide slide
why why why
I in the sky sky sky
Pink Molly, let me dance her
Freestylin', let me with her
Sky Dweller, it was
Rose gold, it was

season with the bookbag
Rat tat, got a kick back
Hundreds on got a good batch
You ain't ever get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You ain't never get you bitch back
You ain't never get you bitch back

Fuck up my bitch by the
Brought me from trap to stage
I wanna in the air
You know the ain't fair
You killin' then show us the
I already got the
Chain different like fruits
I like to out the roof
I got to my bitches
I'm putting on my bitches
I'll put some on some snitches
I'm focused I'm back on my
Flex on a nigga no
all white, done gotta me
Playing hockey with the ice in the league
Thirty five bitches at the Reg
Fall shooter like KD
Back in the kitchen with the
Pourin' up xan can't me
Pineapple drink syruppy
Fifty six I was 30
cups same patient
Heard you talkin' bout the kid
Knowin' damn well a flagrant
I two bitches
I got me some new
check out how I'm living
I got me some new
I got me new drip
Ain't got nothing to do it
I'll give my to you
If that what she to you

Draco season the bookbag
Rat tat, got a little kick
Hundreds on got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
season with the bookbag
Rat tat, got a kick back
on hundreds got a good batch
You ain't never get you bitch back
You never ever get you bitch back
You ain't never get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You ain't ever get you bitch back

I cruisin' in the deep
I'm twisted up I got
Misbehaving ya freak
Can't tell she got
I was in her like veneers
Start my career
Designer flooded the crib
Business for real
I a Fendi couch for my kids
They want to plug a nigga wig
Charge a a mil for the gig
Middle up fuck the pigs
Diamonds off my let me jig
Never falling off and quit
I cookin' up a brick
Certified hot to six
Who was rapping diamonds in the
I was 10 for the strong
Keep on in on this song
an F&N at your home
Lesson learned and we on
I got niggas, Al Capone
Got my Chi niggas on the
Atlanta I was born