Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2 (PFJII)

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

Lord Pretty Flacko
Tell these fuck niggas how you
You been crossin' our minds, niggas down every now and then
On the side, who gave em style 9 out of 10?
It was Flacko,
Flacko,
Flacko
Flacko,

2]
I ain't never lookin' for no
Broke ass niggas never but they hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never me with my pants down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my out
I'm the trillest one to do it Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his hands on me, a man down
Trick, what? Pimps up, hoes down, now
Slow down, see runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
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 reach 'em, beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him