Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the nigga with the gold links?
Got me 'bout my old day
Three 6, a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the
Tell me what you niggas about it
Auntie sayin' it down, or she finna call 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
They 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, niggas wanna diss
Now I let 'em know who's really trill

Lord Pretty Flacko,
these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down 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 lookin' for no
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they out
Find out where the fuck nigga live then we out
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants
Always been a stand up guy, I'd stand out
Raf Simons, Smith edition with my bands out
I'm the one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his on me, that's a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, hoes
now, slow down
See they runnin' with my old
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
It's a shame how they low
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, greet him if you see him