Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Young
Look, whatever it is, fuck it, here, I'm goin' 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 her pussy, course I'ma spend it
That's that D-Boy talk for them drug
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' with 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

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

[Verse 3: 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
shots Margielas turn into toe tags
Everywhere I go, bitches say I'm gnarly
Flawkoe we doin', Bentley 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 if my mans locked
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 I'm rackcellent
I just hit a lick with the team, we the
Hold up now, you gon' have to count the cash
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 bricks, I be movin' weight, I be pumpin' bags
My next they are VVS'

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

[Verse 5: Brown]
'Cause I work my line, pressin' line
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 door it's Halloween, like I'm Myers
savages comin' at you, with all the knives
Spittin' brazys and goin' crazy Colombines
I got the AK fuck your and your .45 (Yeah)
You know that he gon' snitch, know that he a
And you know a nigga ballin', know a rich
Really in county, nigga, you know what it is
You money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with your
you say? What you say?
Pussy nigga we on the net, runnin' from the
Know you gon' tell the 12 all me
Know you gon' send the paperwork and niggas, speak
sell you own ass, tellin' all you homies
I'ma fuck you up in private, so these don't see
I ain't gotta be your favorite, you ain't gotta me
I ain't gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug
say that I'm on that cocaine
Sayin' I'm than a motherfucker, okay
But when I fire ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka with the choppers, we killin' niggas with no

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

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