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

1]
Who the jiggy nigga 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
sayin' 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 gon' take me back to my old
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a
it with my model chick, sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna diss
Now I gotta let 'em know really trill

Lord Pretty Flacko
Tell these fuck how you been
You crossin' our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the side, who gave em 9 times 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 fuck nigga then we camp out
Screamin' the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather out
Raf Simons, Smith edition with my bands out
I'm the one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his hands on me, a man down
Trick, what? up, hoes down, whoa now
down, see they runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
It's a shame how low down
Dirty like Adidas on my feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him