Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

Oh, she told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse
Color Changin' Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up and
A little Sucka '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 speed, she like it when they screw it
I'm fin to do is call Ron and Watts on my phone
Tell 'em slow it so the ladies can get they grind on

Yellow, red or brown bone, call me when your guy's
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 skinned and and she'll strip for Andrew

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 your on
me up, I'll come over and help you turn your smile on

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse
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 that's I need in my life
Yes, it is, well,

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

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

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

You little angel, you that's your friends think
They didn't see you 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 something new to about
Fin to give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in your
Every time Ron and Michael Watts, chop a

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

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need some
Color Changin' 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 that's what I need in my
Yes, it is, well, well"

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

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

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

And a little Free, ain't enough for me
Big M O E gotta give me the whole S.U.C., they'll 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 neck and

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

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

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

'Mixtape