Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jamz

She told the DJ pardon me, I some Swishahouse
Color Changin' and, Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life
(In my life, in my life, in my life)
A Slow And Bangin' c.d., some Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka Free, cause that's what I need in my
Yes it is, weell

She say she listens to my music, but she 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 can get they grind on
Yellow red or brown tone, call me when your guy's
If you gotta shake that lick, them haters get they on
the type rich men, will give money for some action
Said she's light skinned and, and strip for Andrew Jacksons
Gets excited when, she be jamming them F
Turn the off then, and if you wanna get your grind on
Just go up that phone, then just get your dial on
Call me up I'll come over, and help you turn smile on

She's me, on my phone
Telling me she's feeling freaky, her in need of me
in on my 4's, grabbing my
Chopped and screwed c.d., and my T-A-P-E
Y'all know, get chose
Changin' Click c.d., Michael Watts, OG Ron C
Even your neighbors knew, what I came to do
They seen the navy blue, choking on of two
They know it ain't your boo, they heard us banging
Making the bang, while I'm banging you
Giving you a out, like a trainer
Hit it I flip you over, to change the view
My sex is a weapon, aimed at you
Finish and reload, just like a do
You angel you, that's what your friends think
they didn't see you, sipping on that red drink
Getting drunk, while 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, new to talk about
Fin to give it to you shorty, you gon it in your body
Everytime Ron and Michael Watts, a spot
I forgot about, the true DJ Screw
Cause if it wasn't for Screw, wouldn't be to do
No claiming red, no blue
It wouldn't be nothing to bang, while I'm banging you,

(*talking*)
She said Koopa, I know you be these niggaz
But can the ladies get a lil' love,

I don't discriminate the race, pretty face pretty
Shaped like figure eight, she can get a steak
We can end a date, like a episode of Ricki
Call a couple of friends, they could participate
Get on my three way, now is the delay
I out the video cam, and show you the replay
I screw you real slow, a H-Town DJ
We jam Bun B, and that U to the G.K
And a little Sucka Free, ain't for me
Big M-O-E, gotta give me the whole S.U.C., screw it
over B.I. to the T-H to the E-S
In the shake the peace, everybody respect the streets
Everybody'll shine, the neck and teeth
Gotta give me the S.P.C., and Dougie D
that nigga Z-Ro and that Pimp C, cause thay'll screw it
Girl I got you wet, girl I'll your neck
And I know that the sex, sure to make you
I respect, to the Swisha vets
And the Screwed Up G's, get respect
Lil' O and C-N-O to the E, and Willie D
Big Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., screw it

(*talking*)
Yeah, slow jam ain't a jam
Unless a screw jam
Can't to it, no other way
be screwed up
DJ Screw, rest in

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