Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

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

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

2]
I ain't never for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never but they hands out
Find out where the fuck nigga then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, catch me with my pants down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga down
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man
Trick what? up, hoes down
now, slow down
See they with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, with my old style
It's a how they low down
Dirty like Adidas on my feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him