Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time I would drive
to the line in daddy's truck
Picking up girls with the tags
To a Dairy date
under 35 jammin' big 98
With your hair in the feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the 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 like two bud lights in my
Blowin but not inhalin,
We were tryna be cool
Tryna impress the at our old high school
We was doing burn outs tickets
And the cops knew our first
warden gave us tickets for night fishing down at Cheatham Dam
No sense and no
Just a gallons of gas
And a for summer time and that new hot (hot) track

was a time when I would drive to the county line in daddy's line
Picking up girls the tags expired
To a Dairy Queen 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 fishin' for love through the jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

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

there was a time when I would drive to the edge
Of that county
To a Queen date doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With your in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in a cab
So let the jam

So let that jam

Let the jam
Let the jam