Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

1: Young Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Lo with the bag
Fuck you little rentin' for?
Fixed up your life, paper tags on your
Fully in it for the night, but the tag was light (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 like quarter
RG3, I could for runnin' back
Straight niggas stay, used to never get the
Lee with the bricks, bitch, I'm pushing' heavyweight

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

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

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

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

4: HoodyBaby]
Rings so big, all bitches think I'm rackcellent
I just hit a lick the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you gon' have to count the cash
and Marilyn, red light, green 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 bricks, I be movin' weight, I be pumpin' bags
My next they are VVS'

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

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

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

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