Luyện nghe bài hát Draco

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

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

Lamborghini doors, but I stop
around got a nigga pissed off
Nice little thot got arm
Did the Heisman on the hoe got the arm
Fuck up that body like or Holyfield,
wo wo wo wo wo
A Couple of pills and I got my filled,
wo wo wo wo wo
out a sweat, I go head over heels for these 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
been drippin' like a god with her
I been all the fly what else
I been fillin' up garages what
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 dance her
Sky Dweller, it was
Rose gold, it was

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

Fuck up my bitch by the
Brought me from house to stage
I jump in the air
You know the love fair
You then show us the proof
I already got the
Chain different like fruits
I to hang out the roof
I got to train my
I'm chains on my bitches
I'll put some chain on some
I'm focused I'm back on my
Flex on a no apologies
all white, done gotta me
Playing hockey the ice in the major league
five bitches at the Saint Reg
Fall back shooter KD
Back in the kitchen with the
Pourin' up xan can't me
Pineapple lookin syruppy
six night I was 30
Styrofoam cups patient
Heard you been bout the kid
Knowin' damn well that's a
I two bitches
I got me new bitches
Come out how I'm living
I got me some new
I got me new drip
got nothing to do with it
I'll my bitch to you
If what she mean to you

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

I cruisin' in the deep
I'm up I got geeked
with ya freak
Can't she got teeth
I was in her like veneers
Start my career
Designer flooded the crib
furniture for real
I a Fendi couch for my kids
They just want to plug a wig
a half a mil for the gig
Middle fingers up fuck the
fallin' off my let me jig
Never falling off and quit
I cookin' up a brick
nigga hot to six
Who was rapping in the zone
I was chargin' 10 for the
Keep on goin' in on this
an F&N at your home
Lesson learned and we on
I got niggas, Al Capone
Got my Chi on the horn
Downtown I was born