Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

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

Yellow, red or bone, call me when your guy's gone
If you gotta shake 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 strip for Jacksons

excited when she be jamming them F Actions
Turn the lights off 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' and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up Click and
A Sucka Free 'cause that's 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
in on my 4's, grabbing my chopped and screwed CD
And my gray T A P E, y'all know, get chose
Color Changin' Click CD, Watts, OG Ron C

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

Giving you a work out 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 what 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 the lock, I'm fin to rock the twat
I'm fin to give your friends something new to talk
Fin to it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in your body
Every time Ron and Michael Watts, chop a

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

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse
Color Changin' Click and Boss and Wreckin' Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow 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 know you be these niggaz
But can the ladies get a love, yeah"

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

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

And a little Sucka Free, enough for me
Big M O E gotta 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, everybody the streets
Everybody'll shine the neck and teeth

give 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 the sex sure to make you sweat

I show respect to the Swisha
And the Up Click 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 way, gotta be screwed up
DJ Screw, in peace

'Mixtape