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

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

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

2]
I never lookin' for no handouts
ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the fuck live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me my pants down
been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan edition with my bands out
I'm the one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a put his hands on me, that's a man down
Trick, what? Pimps up, down, whoa now
down, see they runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
It's a how they low down
like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him