Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

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

She say she listens to my but she can't get into 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 that lick, them haters get they diet on
She's the type rich men will give money for action
Said, light skinned and and she'll strip for Andrew Jacksons

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

She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need some
Color Changin' Click and Boss Hogg and Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka 'cause that's what 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
in on my 4's, grabbing my chopped and screwed CD
And my T A P E, y'all know, playas get chose
Color Changin' Click CD, Watts, OG Ron C

Even your neighbors knew just what I 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

Giving you a work out like a do
Hit it then I flip you over to change the
My sex is a weapon aimed at you
Finish and reload just like a gang do

You little angel, you that's what your think
They see you sipping on that red drink
Getting while I hit it on the sink
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 give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in body
Every time Ron and Michael Watts, a spot

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

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, well"

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

I discriminate the race, pretty 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 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 jam Bun B and that 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 the peace, everybody respect the streets
Everybody'll shine the neck and teeth

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

I show respect to the Swisha
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
listen to it, no other way, gotta be screwed up
DJ Screw, rest in

Messiah'