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

1]
Who the jiggy nigga the gold links?
Got me reminiscin' my old day
6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap the hallway
Tell me you niggas know 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, fix, to the A and it's okay
They take me back to my old ways
I was chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a deal
Kick it with my model chick, sip Cris, fuck niggas diss
Now I let 'em know who's really trill

Lord Flacko Jodye
Tell these niggas how you been
You been crossin' our minds, 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 lookin' for no
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they out
out where the fuck nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants
Always been a up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my 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, what? up, hoes down, whoa now
Slow down, see they runnin' with my old
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
It's a shame how they low
Dirty like on my sneaker feature, uh
through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better him if you see him