Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

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

Lord Flacko, Jodye
these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down every now and
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 helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me my pants down
been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simmons, Smith edition with my bands out
I'm the one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his on me, that's a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, down
Woah now, slow
See they with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
It's a shame how they low
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him