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 little Sucka Free that's what I need in my life
Yes, it is, well, well"

She say she listens to my music but she get into it
She don't it regular speed, she like it when they screw it
I'm fin to do is call Ron and Watts on my phone
Tell 'em it down 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 rich men will give money for action
Said, she's light skinned and and she'll for Andrew Jacksons

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

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 Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up and
A little Sucka Free 'cause what I need in my life
Yes, it is, well,

She's calling me on my
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, playas get
Color Changin' CD, Michael Watts, OG Ron C

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

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

You little angel, you that's your friends think
They didn't see you sipping on red drink
Getting while I hit it on the sink
In the and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed sink

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' it in your body
Every time Ron and Watts, chop a spot

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

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

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

I don't discriminate the race, pretty face, shape
like figure eight, she can get a little steak
We can end a like a episode of Ricki 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 you real slow like a H Town DJ
We could jam Bun B and U to the G.K

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

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

I respect to the Swisha vets
And the Screwed Up G's, get respect
Lil' O and C N O to the E, 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