Luyện nghe bài hát Draco Freestyle (Soulja Boy Diss)

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

[Verse 1: Lo]
Blacked out Aventador, Lo with 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, ain't know I had a gun
Yeah, I came through 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 Ainslie the bricks, bitch, I'm pushing' heavyweight

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

2: Young Blacc]
Look, time 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, John said he close to kin
Subway...
If your bitch sell her pussy, course I'ma it
That's that D-Boy talk for them dealers
Bitches left Detroit, fuckin' them thug niggas
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 racks for a hair
I got killers on both
My team is by last slide
Every day we get them fries

[Verse 3: Rrose
I should write a book, I love the life of crime
Bein' a I put my life on the line
Who can your when it's coming so fast
shots Margielas turn into toe tags
Everywhere I go, white say I'm gnarly
we doin', Bentley truck or the Ferrari?
.40 on the scene, you can tell man I'm sorry
It's OHB and bet we up the party
Yeah, orders if my mans locked
you should know
Super Flexin', got your man
VVS is of headshots
up, I'm just a bully in a sandbox

[Verse 4:
Rings so big, all these bitches think I'm
I just hit a lick the team, we the champions
Hold up now, you have to count the cash again
Marilyn and Marilyn, red light, light
All I know is trafficin', all I know is
All I is damagin', all I know is come through, chop it up and handle it
me out
I be movin' bricks, I be weight, I be pumpin' bags
My next shine are VVS'

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

5: Chris Brown]
'Cause I my candy line, pressin' line
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 know about sellin' on 95
Show up at your door it's Halloween, like I'm Myers
savages comin' at you, with all the knives
Spittin' brazys and goin' like Colombines
I got the AK fuck your Draco and .45 (Yeah)
You that 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 money for protection, nigga, you a bitch
Say it with chest
What you say? What you
Pussy we on the net, runnin' from the fade
Know you gon' tell the 12 all me
Know you send the paperwork and niggas, gon' speak
Tryna sell you own ass, all you homies
I'ma 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 gotta pay no killers, gotta be drug free
say that I'm on that cocaine
Sayin' I'm higher a motherfucker, okay
But I fire your ass up like propane
Blaka, blaka with the choppers, we killin' niggas with no

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

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