Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

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

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

2]
I never lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass never helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
fuck the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather out
Raf Simmons, Stan Smith with my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga down
If a put his hands on me, that's a man down
Trick what? up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See they runnin' my old style
Grow foul, smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a shame how they low
Dirty like Adidas on my feature, uh
Trappin' 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