Luyện nghe bài hát Jam

It was
And he'd get back on the phone, and say Bernie I got somethin' I you to hear
And what you do players, is you get the phone and you it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your for you
And Luther break it like

Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my
She want to hear track six, she told me her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they (jam)
I'm all in her head, all in my bed
I'm and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is on (jam)

Listen all you
Tattoos out the shower in the mirror, go to clickin' on the lights
And this ain't you like (jam)
I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound
Pin you down so you run, in and out game
Hit you from the back, probably get you the mouth game
Ain't business, this is our thing (jam)
Spit all in-between both cheeks, now I 'em
Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin'
Hands behind, stand behind you
Pullin' on your hair, lot of ass you (jam)
Got me sayin', "ooh goin' with your moves"
Candles by the bed, God damn this a
you with dick while my finger in your booty
Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch (jam)

Ridin' in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they (jam)
I'm all in her head, all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, all that she needs
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', song is probably on (jam)

Bad, but I won't it
Never break but she won't quit lookin'
Look at her dress, at her thighs
No draws underneath, the slits in the side
Squintin' my eyes, locked in the notion
If she back, bet I'm approachin'
Playin' my song, dancin' to Strokin'
number seven, told me it was her (jam)
Do you kiss your friend? Oh you roll with your friends?
the car and I get in, we rollin'
Let the hit the green, we smokin'
Slow coupe just floatin'
Kissin' on her finger my hand on her breast
Tongue doin' round the ring of her nipple
Would you mind on repeat but she might be
Really, not really, it was her (jam)

Hit her right like do
back on W
I'ma her what this pipe game do
I'ma hit her till the sky turn
And jam on it, jam on it
Jam on it, jam on it
jam on it, jam on it, jam on it
jam on it, jam on it, jam on it

Ridin' in my whip, listenin' to my shit
She to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they (jam)
I'm all in her head, all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded, to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between, all that she needs
Her rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)