Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold
Got me 'bout my old day
Three 6, suck a dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the
Tell me what you niggas know it
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna the cops
We be plottin' on the ops, she the one who got the
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and okay
gon' take me back to my old ways
I was tryna chill, poppin' ever since I got a deal
Kick it with my chick
Sip Cris, niggas wanna diss
Now I gotta let 'em know who's really

Lord Pretty Flacko,
Tell these fuck niggas, how you
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down every now and
On the style, gettin' styled 9 out of 10
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Jodye

2]
I never lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never but they hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith with my bands 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, down
now, slow down
See runnin' with my old style
foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a shame how 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