Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

Oh, she told the DJ, "Pardon me, I some Swishahouse
Color Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, Screwed Up Click and
A Sucka Free 'cause that's what I need in my life
Yes, it is, well, well"

She say she to my music but she can't get into it
She don't like it regular speed, she it when they screw it
What I'm fin to do is call Ron and Watts on my
Tell 'em slow it so the ladies can get they grind on

Yellow, red or brown bone, me when your guy's gone
If you shake that lick, them haters get they diet on
She's the type men will give money for some action
Said, she's light and and she'll strip for Andrew Jacksons

Gets excited when she be jamming them F
Turn the lights off then and if you get your grind on
Just go pick up phone then just get your dial on
Call me up, I'll come over and help you turn smile on

She the DJ, "Pardon me, I need some Swishahouse
Color Changin' and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Up Click and
A little Sucka Free 'cause what I need in my life
Yes, it is, well,

calling me on my phone
Telling me she's feeling freaky, her body's in of me
Hoppin' in on my 4's, my chopped and screwed CD
And my gray T A P E, y'all know, playas get
Changin' Click CD, Michael Watts, OG Ron C

Even your knew just what I came to do
They seen the blue, choke on a things of two
They it ain't your boo, they heard us banging Screw
Making the headboard bang, I'm banging you

Giving you a work out like a do
Hit it I flip you over to change the view
My sex is a weapon aimed at you
Finish and reload like a gang banger do

You little angel, you what your friends think
They see you sipping on that red drink
Getting drunk I hit it on the sink
In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed

You can lock the lock, I'm fin to the twat
I'm fin to give your friends something new to talk
Fin to give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in body
Every time Ron and Michael Watts, a spot

I ain't about true DJ Screw
'Cause if it wasn't for Screw be nothing to do
No claiming red, no blue
It wouldn't be nothing to bang I'm banging you, jeah

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I some Swishahouse
Color Changin' Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' in my life
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, Screwed Up Click and
A Sucka Free 'cause that's what I need in my life
Yes, it is, well, well"

She said, "Koopa, I you be checking these niggaz
But can the get a lil' love, yeah"

I don't the race, pretty face, pretty shape
Shaped like figure eight, she can get a little
We can end a date like a episode of Lake
Call a of your friends, see if they participate

Get on my three way, now, what is the
I pull out the video cam and show you the
I you real slow like a H Town DJ
We could jam Bun B and U to the G.K

And a little Sucka Free, enough for me
Big M O E gotta give me the whole S.U.C., screw it
Yeah, money B.I. to the T H to the E S
In the streets shake the peace, respect the streets
Everybody'll shine the neck and teeth

Gotta me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D
Free that nigga and that Pimp C 'cause they'll screw it
Girl, I get you wet, girl, I'll kiss your
And I know that the sex to make you sweat

I show to the Swisha vets
And the Up Click G's, get respect
O and C N O to the E, 'Face and Willie D
Big Pokey, and E.S.G., they'll screw it

Yeah, jam ain't a slow jam unless it's a screw jam
Can't listen to it, no way, gotta be screwed up
DJ Screw, in peace

'Mixtape