Luyện nghe bài hát City of the Swang

[X2 - time screwed]
[Bun B:] City of the swang,
Pop your trunk and bang,
[Slim Thug:] City of the swang,
Pop your trunk and
B:] City, city, swang, swang
Pop your, pop your and bang, bang
[Mike Jones:] Don't let me catch you when you in the turnin lane

B]
I'm the city of the swangs, mayne the land of the stains
This is Candy Paint County (county), I'm as the game
Where them on bang (bang), the candy paint drip (drip)
The trunk knock and bang and the gettin gripped
You come down here on the trip - let the wrong words slip
them heaters on they hip will leave your Levi's ripped
This is H-Town baby (man), the rockets, the
And the so you hoes best not come down here flexin (down here flexin)
Boys think we on some country Alabama (bama shit)
Till that hammer spit and you or man are hit (hold up)
So watch your cause we packin them bananas
For you boys actin - we can go and make it funky
From the 5th ward, 4th ward, to the tray
to the West, all the way to BA (hey)
The sixteen slidin, flippin (flippin)
Forty-five flossin and nineteen in the

City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang, bang
City of the swang,
Pop your trunk and bang,
of the swang, swang
Pop your and bang, bang
let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, lane

City of the swang,
Pop your and bang, bang
City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang
City, city, swang,
Pop your, pop your and bang, bang
Don't let me you slippin when you in the turnin lane, turnin lane

[Mike Jones talking screwed section]

Corey Mo you a fool for this one
OG Bun, I see ya

Jones]
I'm the city of the candy paint, city of the
Ice Age and team, we run the game
I got my eighty-fours tippin, wood grain I'm
I'm swayin lane to lane with my ring glistenin
And on my H-Town set, all my I wet
Me, and Slim Thug made em give us our respect
forget about Chamillionaire, my boy Lil' Flip
It you on H-Town, (Motherfucker eat a dick)
and Rap-A-Lot, yeah they opened up the doors
Now we lettin the world know how we roll
Scarface and Rap-A-Lot, yeah they up the doors
Now we lettin the world know how we eighty-fours
If you in my city chillin on a Sunday night
Come to club Ice Age and Mike Jones have you right
If you ever in my city on a Sunday night
to club Ice Age and Mike Jones will have you right

I'm from the of the swang, swang
Pop your and bang, bang
City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang, bang
City of the swang,
Pop your trunk and bang,
Don't let me catch you slippin you in the turnin lane

I'm the city of the swang, swang
Pop your and bang, bang
of the swang, swang
Pop trunk and bang
City, city, swang,
Pop your, pop your and bang, bang
Don't let me catch you slippin you in the turnin lane, lane

Thug]
{Slim motherfucker!}
I'm from the of the swang, grain grippers and the sippers
Candy flippers choppin boys like clippers
represent my town so I'm ridin top down (top down)
With the in the air showin off my surround
H-Town niggas hard on the board
I be up in your hood and drive all in your (what?)
Blue boy still reppin that Texas (Texas)
Ain't shit changed, badge still on my (I know you see it)
You Thugger, I'ma spit the game how it go (yeah)
I'm on the swangin slow with the music low (yeah)
makers on the greens point back to the fo' (what's up)
5th Ward got my back, you already (you already know)
South West, no Thugger ain't got (what's up West?)
It's H-Town till they put me to
I'm from the of the swang (swang), pop trunk and bang (bang)
Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane

City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang, bang
of the swang, swang
Pop your trunk and bang,
City of the swang,
Pop your and bang, bang
let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, lane

City of the swang,
Pop your trunk and bang,
City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang
City, city, swang,
Pop your, pop your and bang, bang
Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, turnin