Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

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

Lord Pretty Flacko,
Tell fuck niggas, how you been?
You can our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the style, gettin' 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 then we camp out
Screamin' the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simmons, Stan Smith with my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands
If a nigga put his hands on me, a man down
what? Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See they runnin' my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
a shame how they low down
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him