Luyện nghe bài hát City of the Swang

[X2 - second screwed]
B:] City of the swang, swang
Pop trunk and bang, bang
[Slim Thug:] of the swang, swang
Pop trunk and bang
[Bun B:] City, city, 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 from the of the swangs, mayne the land of the stains
This is Paint County (county), I'm known as the game
Where them on bang (bang), the candy paint drip (drip)
The trunk knock and and the grain gettin gripped
You come here on the trip - don't let the wrong words slip
Cause heaters on they hip will leave your Levi's ripped
This is baby (man), the rockets, the Texans
And the so you hoes 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 actin - we can go and make it funky
From the 5th ward, 4th ward, acres to the
to the West, all the way to BA (hey)
The sixteen slidin, flippin (flippin)
Forty-five and nineteen tippin in the

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

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

Jones talking over screwed section]

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

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

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

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

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

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