Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

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

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

2: Young Blacc]
Look, whatever time it is, it, here, I'm goin' in
On my bullshit like the Knicks, but I'm back to
Tell me sue or ten, John stark 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
say out of town money was the best
I'm focused on all this
Lil nigga fuck rest, I got it, I got 'em

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

[Verse 3: Rrome]
I should write a book, I love the full of crime
Bein' a millionaire I put my on the line
Who can your trust it's coming so fast
Take shots Margielas into toe tags
Everywhere I go, white say I'm gnarly
we doin', Bentley truck or the Ferrari?
.40 on the scene, you can tell your man I'm
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

[Verse 4:
Rings so big, all these bitches think I'm
I just hit a with the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you gon' have to count the again
Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, green
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 movin' weight, I be bags
My shine they are VVS'

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

[Verse 5: Chris
'Cause I work my line, pressin' line
Run up on a blood, where you
Side, Bounty Balifornia
And you never hit a lick and have to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas know sellin' on 95
up at your door it's Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
Jamaican savages comin' at you, with all the
Spittin' and goin' crazy like Colombines
I got the AK fuck your Draco and .45 (Yeah)
You know that he gon' snitch, know he a bitch
And you a nigga ballin', know a nigga rich
been in county, nigga, you know what it is
You payin' for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with chest
you say? What you say?
Pussy nigga we on the net, from the fade
Know you tell the 12 all about me
Know you gon' send the paperwork and niggas, gon'
sell you own ass, tellin' all you homies
I'ma you up in private, so these bitches don't see
I ain't be your 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 higher a motherfucker, okay
But I fire your ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka the choppers, we killin' niggas with no names

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

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