Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold
Got me reminiscin' my old day
Three 6, a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
out the trap through the hallway
Tell me what you niggas about it
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna 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 tryna chill, poppin' ever since I got a deal
it with my model chick
Sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna
Now I gotta let 'em who's really trill

Lord Pretty Flacko,
Tell fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, 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 never lookin' for no
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but hands out
Find out where the nigga live then we camp out
Screamin' fuck the world, catch me with my pants down
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 nigga put his hands on me, a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, down
Woah now, slow
See they runnin' with my old
foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a how they low down
like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him