Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the jiggy nigga with the links?
Got me reminiscin' my old day
6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap the hallway
Tell me what you niggas about it
sayin' 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 to my old ways
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever I got a deal
Kick it with my chick
Sip Cris, fuck wanna diss
Now I gotta let 'em who's really trill

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

2]
I never lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but hands out
Find out where the fuck live then we camp out
Screamin' the world, never catch me with my pants down
Always been a up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, hands down
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man
Trick Pimps up, hoes down
now, slow down
See they runnin' with my old
Grow foul, 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, just to reach 'em, beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him