Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle

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

1: Young Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Young Lo the bag
you little niggas rentin' for?
Fixed up your life, paper tags on your
in it for the night, but the price tag was light (woo)
Fuck boy run
Tryna book me for the tec, they ain't I had a gun
Yeah, I came quarter pack
Now I'm numbers, bust a play like quarter back
RG3, I disregard for runnin' back
Straight niggas stay, used to never get the
Lee with the bricks, bitch, I'm pushing' heavyweight

Luvaboy TJ]
Red racks for a tied
I got on both sides
My is winnin' by last slide
Every day we get them fries

2: Young Blacc]
Look, whatever time it is, fuck it, here, I'm in
On my bullshit like the Knicks, but I'm 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 talk for them dealers
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' them thug niggas
They say out of town money was the
I'm focused on all this
Lil nigga them rest, I got it, I got 'em

[Hook: TJ]
Red racks for a hair
I got killers on both
My team is winnin' by 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 life on the
Who can your when it's coming so fast
Take shots turn into toe tags
Everywhere I go, white say I'm gnarly
Flawkoe we doin', 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 orders if my mans
you should know
Super Flexin', got man shot
VVS is of headshots
Hold up, I'm a bully in a sandbox

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

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

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

Luvaboy TJ]
You out of it, if you think I'm talkin' shit
Knock, the SODMG out the alphabet

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