Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle

[Hook: TJ]
Red racks for a tied
I got on both sides
My team is by last slide
Every day we get French fries

[Verse 1: Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Young Lo the bag
you little niggas rentin' for?
Fixed up your life, tags on your wife
Fully in it for the night, but the price tag was (woo)
boy don't run
Tryna book me for the tec, they know I had a gun
Yeah, I came through pack
Now I'm bustin' numbers, a play like quarter back
RG3, I disregard for runnin' back
Straight niggas stay, used to get the interstate
Lee Ainslie with the bricks, bitch, I'm pushing'

Luvaboy TJ]
Red racks for a hair
I got killers on both
My is winnin' by last slide
Every day we get them French

[Verse 2: Young
Look, whatever it is, fuck it, here, I'm goin' in
On my like the Knicks, but I'm back to winnin'
Tell me sue or ten, John said he close to kin
Subway...
If your bitch sell her pussy, course I'ma it
That's that D-Boy for them drug dealers
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' with thug niggas
They say out of town was the best
I'm focused on all money
Lil nigga them rest, I got it, I got 'em

Luvaboy TJ]
Red racks for a tied
I got killers on sides
My team is by last slide
day we get them French fries

[Verse 3: Rrome]
I should write a book, I love the life full of
Bein' a millionaire I put my on the line
Who can trust when it's coming so fast
Take shots Margielas turn toe tags
Everywhere I go, white bitches say I'm
we doin', Bentley truck or the Ferrari?
.40 on the scene, you can your man I'm sorry
It's OHB and bet we up the party
Yeah, money if my mans locked
Something you should
Flexin', got your man shot
VVS is made of
Hold up, I'm a bully in a sandbox

[Verse 4:
Rings so big, all these bitches I'm rackcellent
I hit a lick with the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you have to count the cash again
Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, light
All I know is trafficin', all I know is
All I know is damagin', all I is come through, chop it up and handle it
me out
I be movin' bricks, I be weight, I be pumpin' bags
My shine they are VVS'

Luvaboy TJ]
Red racks for a tied
I got killers on sides
My team is winnin' by slide
Every day we get them French

[Verse 5: Chris
'Cause I work my line, pressin' line
Run up on a blood, you from?
East Side, Balifornia
And you never hit a lick and have to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas know about on 95
Show up at door it's Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
savages comin' at you, with all the knives
Spittin' brazys and crazy like Colombines
I got the AK fuck your Draco and .45 (Yeah)
You that he gon' snitch, know that he a bitch
And you know a nigga ballin', know a rich
Really been in county, nigga, you know it is
You payin' for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with chest
What you say? What you
nigga we on the net, runnin' from the fade
Know you gon' tell the 12 all me
Know you gon' the paperwork and niggas, gon' speak
Tryna sell you own ass, all you homies
I'ma fuck you up in private, so these don't see
I ain't gotta be your favorite, you ain't love me
I gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug free
Nigga say I'm on that cocaine
I'm higher than a motherfucker, okay
But when I fire ass up like propane
Blaka, with the choppers, we killin' niggas with no names

[Bridge: TJ]
You niggas out of it, if you think I'm shit
Knock, knock the SODMG out the

Luvaboy TJ]
Red for a hair tied
I got killers on both
My team is by last slide