Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Blacc]
Look, whatever it is, fuck it, here, I'm goin' in
On my bullshit like the Knicks, but I'm to winnin'
me sue or ten, John stark said he close to kin
Subway...
If bitch sell her pussy, course I'ma spend it
That's that talk for them drug dealers
Bitches left Detroit, with them thug niggas
They say out of money was the best
I'm focused on all this
Lil nigga fuck 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 French

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

4: HoodyBaby]
Rings so big, all bitches think I'm rackcellent
I just hit a with the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you gon' have to the cash again
and Marilyn, red light, green light
All I know is trafficin', all I know is
All I is damagin', all I know is come 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'

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

[Verse 5: Chris
'Cause I work my candy line, pressin'
Run up on a blood, you from?
Side, Bounty Balifornia
And you ain't never hit a 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 fuck your Draco and .45 (Yeah)
You know that he snitch, know that he a bitch
And you a nigga ballin', know a nigga rich
Really been in county, nigga, you know it is
You money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with chest
What you say? you say?
Pussy we on the net, runnin' from the fade
Know you gon' tell the 12 all 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 ain't gotta be your favorite, you ain't gotta me
I ain't pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug free
say that I'm on that cocaine
Sayin' I'm than a motherfucker, okay
But I fire your ass up like propane
Blaka, with the choppers, we killin' niggas with no names

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

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