Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

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

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

2: Young Blacc]
Look, whatever time it is, fuck it, here, I'm in
On my bullshit like the Knicks, but I'm 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, fuckin' with them thug
They say out of money was the best
I'm focused on all money
Lil nigga fuck rest, I got it, I got 'em

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

3: Rrose Rrome]
I write a book, I love the life full of crime
a millionaire I put my life on the line
Who can your trust it's coming so fast
Take shots Margielas into 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
OHB and bet we fuckin' up the party
Yeah, money orders if my mans
Something you know
Super Flexin', got man shot
VVS is made of
up, I'm just a bully in a sandbox

[Verse 4:
Rings so big, all these bitches I'm rackcellent
I just hit a with the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you gon' have to the cash again
Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, green
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 bags
My next shine are VVS'

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

[Verse 5: Chris
'Cause I work my candy line, line
Run up on a blood, you from?
East Side, Balifornia
And you ain't hit a lick and have to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas about sellin' on 95
Show up at your door Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers
Jamaican savages comin' at you, with all the
Spittin' brazys and goin' crazy Colombines
I got the AK fuck your and your .45 (Yeah)
You know that he gon' snitch, know he a bitch
And you know a nigga ballin', know a nigga
Really been in county, nigga, you what it is
You payin' money for protection, nigga, you a
Say it with your
What you say? 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, tellin' all you
I'ma fuck you up in private, so these bitches see
I ain't gotta be your favorite, you ain't love me
I ain't gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be free
Nigga say that I'm on cocaine
Sayin' I'm higher than a motherfucker,
But when I your ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka with the choppers, we killin' niggas no names

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

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