Luyện nghe bài hát City of the Swang

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

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

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

City of the swang,
Pop trunk and bang, bang
of the swang, swang
Pop your trunk and
City, city, swang,
Pop your, pop your and bang, bang
Don't let me catch you 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 paint, city of the swang
Ice Age and team, yeah we run the
I got my tippin, wood grain I'm grippin
I'm swayin lane to lane with my ring glistenin
And on my H-Town set, all my I wet
Me, Paul and Slim Thug em give us our respect
Can't about Chamillionaire, my boy Lil' Flip
It you on H-Town, (Motherfucker eat a dick)
Scarface and Rap-A-Lot, yeah opened up the doors
Now we lettin the know how we roll eighty-fours
Scarface and Rap-A-Lot, they opened up the doors
Now we the world know how we roll eighty-fours
If you ever in my chillin on a Sunday night
Come to club Ice Age and Mike will have you right
If you ever in my city on a Sunday night
Come to club Ice Age and Mike Jones will you right

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

I'm from the of the swang, swang
Pop your trunk and bang,
of the swang, swang
Pop your and bang
City, city, swang,
Pop your, pop trunk and bang, bang
let me catch you slippin you in the turnin lane, turnin lane

[Slim
{Slim motherfucker!}
I'm from the city of the swang, grain and the sippers
Candy slab flippers choppin like clippers
Gotta represent my so I'm ridin top down (top down)
With the trunk in the air off my surround
H-Town niggas roll hard on the
I be up in your hood and all in your yard (what?)
Blue boy boss still reppin Texas (Texas)
Ain't shit changed, still on my necklace (I know you see it)
You know Thugger, I'ma spit the how it go (yeah)
I'm on the stairs swangin slow the music low (yeah)
Them on the greens point back to the fo' (what's up)
5th got my back, you already know (you already know)
South West, no Thugger got plexed (what's up West?)
H-Town till they put me to rest
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 mayne

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

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