Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

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

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

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

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

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

She's me on my phone
me she's feeling freaky, her body's in need of me
Hoppin' in on my 4's, grabbing my and screwed CD
And my gray T A P E, y'all know, get chose
Color Changin' Click CD, Watts, OG Ron C

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

you a work out like a trainer do
Hit it I flip you over to change the view
My sex is a weapon that's at you
Finish and reload just a gang banger do

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

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

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

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

She said, "Koopa, I know you be checking niggaz
But can the ladies get a love, yeah"

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

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

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

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

I respect to the Swisha vets
And the Screwed Up G's, get respect
Lil' O and C N O to the E, 'Face and D
Big Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., screw it

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

Messiah'