Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

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

Lord Pretty Flacko,
Tell these 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 never for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but hands out
Find out where the fuck live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants
been a stand 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 put his hands on me, that's a man down
what? Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
It's a shame how they low
like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, beep 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him