Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

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

Lord Pretty Flacko,
these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, niggas down every now and then
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 helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants
Always a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith with my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, hands down
If a nigga put his on me, that's a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, hoes
Woah now, down
See they with my old style
Grow foul, smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a shame how they low
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him