Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

1: Young Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Young Lo the bag
Fuck you little rentin' for?
Fixed up your life, tags on your wife
Fully in it for the night, but the tag was light (woo)
Fuck boy run
Tryna book me for the tec, they know I had a gun
Yeah, I came quarter pack
Now I'm bustin' numbers, bust a like quarter back
RG3, I disregard for runnin' back
Straight niggas stay, to never get the interstate
Lee Ainslie 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
Every day we get French fries

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

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

3: Rrose Rrome]
I should a book, I love the life full of crime
a millionaire I put my life on the line
Who can your trust when it's coming so
Take Margielas turn into toe tags
I go, white 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
Something you know
Super Flexin', got man shot
VVS is of headshots
Hold up, I'm just a in a sandbox

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

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

[Verse 5: Brown]
'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 about on 95
up at your door it's Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
Jamaican savages comin' at you, with all the
Spittin' brazys and crazy like Colombines
I got the AK your Draco and your .45 (Yeah)
You know he gon' snitch, know that he a bitch
And you know a nigga ballin', a nigga rich
Really been in county, nigga, you know it is
You payin' money for protection, nigga, you a
Say it your chest
What you say? you say?
Pussy nigga we on the net, from the fade
you gon' tell the 12 all about me
Know you send the paperwork and niggas, gon' 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 favorite, you ain't gotta love me
I gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug free
say that I'm on that cocaine
Sayin' I'm higher a motherfucker, okay
But when I your ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka the choppers, we killin' niggas with no names

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

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