Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

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

Lord Pretty Flacko,
these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the style, styled 9 times out of 10
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Jodye

2]
I ain't lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas helpin' but they hands out
Find out the fuck nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never 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 Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow
See they with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old
It's a how they low down
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a motherfucker, better greet him if you see him