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

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold
Got me 'bout my old day
6, suck 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 on the ops, she the one who got the drop
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and okay
gon' take me back to my old ways
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals since I got a deal
Kick it with my model chick, sip Cris, niggas wanna diss
Now I gotta let 'em know who's trill

Lord Pretty Flacko
Tell these fuck how you been
You been crossin' our minds, talk 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 lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they out
Find out where the fuck nigga then we camp out
fuck the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands
If a nigga put his hands on me, a man down
Trick, Pimps up, hoes down, whoa now
Slow down, see they runnin' with my old
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
a shame how they low down
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him