Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold
Got me reminiscin' my old day
Three 6; a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the
Tell me you niggas know about it
sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops
We be on the ops, she the one who got the drop
Just a free, fix, to the A and it's okay
They gon' take me back to my old
I was tryna chill, seals ever since I got a deal
Kick it with my model
Sip Cris, fuck niggas diss
Now I gotta let 'em know whose trill

Lord Flacko, Jodye
Tell these niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down now and then
On the style, styled 9 times out of 10
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko,

2]
I ain't lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never but they hands out
Find out where the fuck nigga live then we out
fuck the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always been a up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simmons, Stan Smith with my bands out
I'm the one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man
Trick Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See they with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
It's a shame how they low
Dirty like Adidas on my feature, uh
through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better him if you see him