Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Flacko 2

1]
Who the jiggy with the gold links?
Got me 'bout my old day
Three 6, a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the through the hallway
Tell me what you know about it
Auntie sayin' 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 take 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 let 'em know who's really trill

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

2]
I ain't never for no handouts
Broke ass never helpin' 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 a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan edition with my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his on me, that's a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, down
now, slow down
See runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' my old style
It's a how they low down
Dirty Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, greet him if you see him