Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the nigga with the gold links?
Got me reminiscin' my old day
6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the
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
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and it's
gon' take 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 niggas diss
Now I gotta let 'em know really trill

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

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