Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the links?
Got me 'bout my old day
Three 6; suck a dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap the hallway
me what 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, fix, to the A and it's okay
They gon' me back to my old ways
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever I got a deal
Kick it with my chick
Sip Cris, fuck niggas diss
Now I gotta let 'em whose really trill

Lord Pretty Flacko,
Tell fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, niggas 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
ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the fuck live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my down
been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simmons, Stan Smith edition with my out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man
Trick Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See they runnin' my old style
foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a shame how low down
Dirty like 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, better him if you see him