Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

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

Luvaboy TJ]
Red for a hair tied
I got killers on both
My team is by last slide
day we get them 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, stark said he close to kin
Subway...
If your bitch sell her pussy, course spend it
That's that talk for them drug dealers
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' with them niggas
say out of town money was the best
I'm focused on all money
Lil nigga fuck rest, I got it, I got 'em

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

[Verse 3: Rrose
I should write a book, I love the life of crime
Bein' a millionaire I put my life on the
Who can your trust when it's coming so
shots Margielas turn into toe tags
Everywhere I go, bitches say I'm gnarly
Flawkoe we doin', Bentley truck or the
.40 on the scene, you can tell man I'm sorry
It's OHB and bet we fuckin' up the
Yeah, orders if my mans locked
Something you should
Flexin', got your man shot
VVS is made of
Hold up, I'm just a bully in a

4: HoodyBaby]
Rings so big, all these bitches think I'm
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 is damagin', all I know is come through, chop it up and handle it
me out
I be bricks, I be movin' weight, I be pumpin' bags
My shine they are VVS'

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

[Verse 5: Brown]
'Cause I work my candy line, pressin'
Run up on a blood, where you
Side, Bounty Balifornia
And you never hit a lick and have to run up on 'em
Virginia niggas know about on 95
Show up at your door it's Halloween, I'm Michael Myers
Jamaican savages comin' at you, with all the
brazys and goin' crazy like Colombines
I got the AK fuck Draco and your .45 (Yeah)
You know that he gon' snitch, know he a bitch
And you a nigga ballin', know a nigga rich
Really in county, nigga, you know what it is
You money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with your
What you say? What you
Pussy nigga we on the net, runnin' the fade
Know you gon' tell the 12 all me
Know you gon' send the paperwork and niggas, speak
Tryna sell you own ass, all you homies
I'ma fuck you up in private, so these bitches see
I ain't gotta be favorite, you ain't gotta love me
I ain't gotta pay no killers, ain't gotta be drug
Nigga say that I'm on cocaine
Sayin' I'm higher a motherfucker, okay
But when I your ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka with the choppers, we niggas with no names

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

Luvaboy TJ]
Red racks for a hair
I got killers on sides
My team is winnin' by slide
Every day we get them French