Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

[Verse 1: 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 price tag was (woo)
boy don't run
Tryna me for the tec, they ain't know I had a gun
Yeah, I came through pack
Now I'm bustin' numbers, bust a like quarter back
RG3, I could disregard for back
Straight niggas stay, used to never get the
Lee Ainslie with the bricks, bitch, I'm heavyweight

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

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

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

3: Rrose Rrome]
I should 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 so fast
Take shots Margielas turn 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
OHB and bet we fuckin' up the party
Yeah, money orders if my mans
Something you should
Super Flexin', got your man
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 the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you gon' have to count the cash
Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, green
All I know is trafficin', all I is packagin'
All I know is damagin', all I know is come through, chop it up and it
me out
I be movin' bricks, I be movin' weight, I be pumpin'
My next shine they are

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

[Verse 5: Chris
I work my candy line, pressin' line
Run up on a blood, you from?
East Side, Bounty
And you ain't never hit a lick and to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas about sellin' on 95
Show up at your door Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
savages comin' at you, with all the knives
Spittin' brazys and goin' crazy Colombines
I got the AK your Draco and your .45 (Yeah)
You know that he gon' snitch, know that he a
And you know a nigga ballin', know a rich
Really been in county, nigga, you know it is
You money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with chest
What you What you say?
Pussy nigga we on the net, from the fade
Know you tell the 12 all about me
Know you gon' the paperwork and niggas, gon' speak
Tryna sell you own ass, tellin' all you
fuck 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
Nigga say that I'm on that
I'm higher than a motherfucker, okay
But when I fire your ass up like
Blaka, with the choppers, we killin' niggas with no names

[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 on both sides
My is winnin' by last slide
day we get them French fries