Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a when I would drive
to the county in daddy's truck
Picking up girls with the tags
To a Dairy date
under 35 jammin' big 98
With hair in the wind feet on the dash
A box of crawlers and two poles in the back of a single cab
Just fishing for through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

Man we thought we were something with that new Justin bumpin
And buzzing off of some beers had two bud lights in my stomach
smoke but not inhalin,
We just tryna be cool
impress the cheerleaders at our old high school
We was doing burn outs tickets
And the cops knew our names
Game warden gave us tickets for night down at Cheatham Dam
No and no license
a couple gallons of gas
And a love for time and that new hot (hot) track

There was a time when I would drive to the county line in daddy's
Picking up with the tags expired
To a Dairy Queen date doing 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, feet on the
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the of a single cab
Just for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

If I could talk to all the artists who came my muddy speakers
While I was tailgating in a field with both of my fists
'Cause I just got in a
And I thought I was be in trouble
When I walked in house we looked at me and then he chuckled
He said "what's he like?"
I "I don't know cause my adrenaline"
Plus it was just me verses like 3 or 4 of
But I let them get me
I one on his head
And Timmy chased the other guys with that wooden bat

'Cause there was a time I would drive to the edge
Of that line
To a Dairy Queen doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With your hair in the wind, on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two in a single cab
So let the jam

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam