Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

1: Young Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Lo with the bag
Fuck you little niggas for?
Fixed up your life, paper on your wife
Fully in it for the night, but the 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 numbers, bust a play like quarter back
RG3, I disregard for runnin' back
Straight niggas stay, used to get the interstate
Lee with the bricks, bitch, I'm pushing' heavyweight

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

[Verse 2: Blacc]
Look, whatever time it is, fuck it, here, I'm in
On my bullshit the Knicks, but I'm back 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 D-Boy for them drug dealers
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' with them thug
They say out of town money was the
I'm focused on all money
Lil fuck them rest, I got it, I got 'em

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

3: Rrose Rrome]
I should write a book, I love the life of crime
Bein' a millionaire I put my on the line
Who can your trust it's coming so fast
shots Margielas turn into toe tags
Everywhere I go, bitches 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 locked
you should know
Super Flexin', got your man
VVS is made of
Hold up, I'm just a bully in a

4: HoodyBaby]
Rings so big, all these bitches I'm rackcellent
I just hit a lick with the team, we the
Hold up now, you gon' have to count the cash
and Marilyn, red light, green light
All I know is trafficin', all I know is
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 next they are VVS'

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

5: Chris Brown]
'Cause I work my candy line, pressin'
Run up on a blood, you from?
East Side, Bounty
And you ain't never hit a and have to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas about sellin' on 95
Show up at your it's Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
Jamaican savages at you, with all the knives
Spittin' brazys and 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 money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it your chest
What you What you say?
Pussy nigga we on the net, runnin' the fade
Know you gon' the 12 all about me
you gon' send 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 be your favorite, you ain't gotta love me
I gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug free
Nigga say I'm on that cocaine
Sayin' I'm higher a motherfucker, okay
But when I fire your ass up propane
Blaka, blaka with the choppers, we killin' with no names

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

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