Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jams

Oh, 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 CD, some Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka Free 'cause that's 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 it regular speed, she like it when they screw it
What I'm fin to do is call Ron and on my phone
'em slow it down so the ladies can get they grind on

Yellow, red or brown bone, call me when your gone
If you gotta shake lick, them haters get they diet on
She's the type rich men give money for some action
Said, she's skinned and and she'll strip for Andrew Jacksons

excited when she be jamming them F Actions
Turn the lights off then and if you get your grind on
Just go pick up that phone just get your dial on
Call me up, I'll come over and help you 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 Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka Free 'cause that's what I in my life
Yes, it is, well,

She's me on my phone
Telling me she's feeling freaky, her 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, get chose
Color Click CD, Michael Watts, OG Ron C

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

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

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

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 Michael Watts, a spot

I ain't forgot true DJ Screw
if it wasn't 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' Click and Boss Hogg and Yard in my life
Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Up Click and
A little Sucka Free 'cause that's what I in my life
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, pretty face, shape
Shaped like figure eight, she can get a steak
We can end a date like a 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 video cam and show you the
I screw you real 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 shake the peace, everybody the streets
Everybody'll shine from the neck and

Gotta give me the S.P.C., and Dougie D
Free that Z-Ro and that Pimp C 'cause they'll screw 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 vets
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., they'll it

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

'Mixtape