Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

Oh, she told the DJ, "Pardon me, I some Swishahouse
Color Changin' Click and Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life
Well, a Loud And Bangin' CD, some 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 can't get it
She don't like it regular speed, she like it when 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 guy's gone
If you shake that lick, them haters get they diet on
She's the type rich men will give for some action
Said, she's light and and she'll strip 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 then just get your dial on
Call me up, I'll come over and help you turn your on

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

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

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

You little angel, you that's what your friends
didn't 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 the bed sink

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

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

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse
Color Changin' 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 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 discriminate the race, pretty face, pretty
Shaped figure eight, she can get a little steak
We can end a date like a of Ricki Lake
Call a couple of friends, see if they participate

Get on my way, now, what is the delay?
I out the video 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, 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
shine from the neck and teeth

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, I'll kiss neck
And I know that the sex to make you sweat

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

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

'Mixtape