Luyện nghe bài hát Draco

You not raise your voice at me
You know I got a degree

Draco with the bookbag
Backpack, got a kick back
Hundreds on hundreds got a good
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You never ever get you bitch back
You ain't ever get you bitch back
You never ever get you bitch back

doors, but I never stop
Fuck got a nigga pissed off
Nice little thot got arm
Did the Heisman on the hoe got the arm
Fuck up body like Tyson or Holyfield,
wo wo wo wo wo
A of pills and I got my soda filled,
wo wo wo wo wo
out a sweat, I go head over heels for these meals,
wo wo wo wo wo wo
She thinks she the one, but to me she nothing but a thrill
wo wo wo wo wo
been drippin' like a god with her
I dodgin' all the fly what else
I been fillin' up what else
I her a French monage what else
Close eyes eyes eyes
I'm about to slide slide
why why why
I in the sky sky sky
Pink Molly, let me with her
Freestylin', let me dance her
Sky Dweller, it was
Rose gold, it was

Draco with the bookbag
Rat tat, got a little back
on hundreds got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you back
You never ever get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you back
You never ever get you bitch back
You ain't ever get you bitch back

up my bitch by the change
Brought me from house to stage
I wanna in the air
You know the love ain't
You killin' then show us the
I already got the
Chain colors like fruits
I to hang out the roof
I got to train my
I'm putting on my bitches
put some chain on some snitches
I'm I'm back on my mission
on a nigga no apologies
Molly all white, done me
Playing with the ice in the major league
Thirty five at the Saint Reg
Fall shooter like KD
Back in the kitchen with the
up xan can't hurt me
Pineapple drink lookin
Fifty six I was 30
Styrofoam cups patient
Heard you been bout the kid
Knowin' damn well that's a
I cancel two
I got me some new
check out how I'm living
I got me new jewelry
I got me new drip
Ain't got to do with it
give my bitch to you
If that what she to you

season with the bookbag
Rat tat, got a little kick
Hundreds on hundreds got a good
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't never get you bitch back
You never ever get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you bitch
You never ever get you bitch back
season with the bookbag
Rat tat, got a little kick
Hundreds on got a good batch
You ain't ever get you bitch back
You ain't never ever get you back
You ain't ever get you bitch back
You ain't never get you bitch back
You never ever get you bitch back

Yeah I cruisin' in the
I'm up I got geeked
Misbehaving ya freak
tell she got teeth
I was in her mouth like
comparing my career
Designer flooded through the
Business furniture for
I bought a Fendi couch for my
They want to plug a nigga wig
Charge a a mil for the gig
Middle up fuck the pigs
Diamonds off my let me jig
Never falling off and quit
I cookin' up a brick
nigga hot to six
Who was diamonds in the zone
I was chargin' 10 for the
Keep on goin' in on this
Keep an F&N at home
Lesson learned and we on
I got firm niggas, Al
Got my Chi on the horn
Downtown I was born