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 through the
me what you niggas know 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' take me back to my old
I was chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a deal
Kick it my model chick
Sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna
Now I gotta let 'em who's really trill

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

2]
I ain't lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but hands out
Find out where the fuck live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants
been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith 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, hoes
Woah now, down
See they with my old style
Grow foul, smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
a shame how they low down
Dirty like on my sneaker feature, uh
through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better him if you see him