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

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the links?
Got me reminiscin' my old day
Three 6, a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the
Tell me what you niggas know it
sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops
We be plottin' on the ops, she the one who got the
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 since I got a
Kick it with my chick, sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna diss
Now I let 'em know who's really trill

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

2]
I ain't never for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never but they hands out
Find out where the fuck nigga then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my 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 on me, that's a man down
Trick, what? Pimps up, hoes down, now
Slow down, see runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
a shame how they low down
Dirty like 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