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 Free, cause that's what I need in my life
Yes it is, weell

She say she to my music, but she can't get into it
She don't like it regular speed, she it when they screw it
What I'm fin to do is, Ron and Watts on my phone
em slow it down, so the ladies can get they grind on
Yellow red or brown tone, call me when your guy's
If you gotta that 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 strip for Andrew Jacksons
Gets excited when, she be them F Actions
Turn the off then, and if you wanna get your grind on
Just go pick up phone, then just get your dial on
Call me up I'll come over, and you turn your smile on

She's 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 c.d., and my grey
Y'all know, get chose
Color Changin' c.d., Michael Watts, OG Ron C
your neighbors knew, just what I came to do
They seen the navy blue, choking on of two
They know it ain't your boo, they heard us Screw
Making the headboard bang, while I'm you
Giving you a out, like a trainer
Hit it then I flip you over, to the view
My sex is a weapon, aimed at you
Finish and reload, like a gangbanger do
You angel you, that's what your friends think
Cause 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 sink
You can lock the lock, I'm fin to rock the
I'm fin to your friends, something 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 ain't forgot about, the 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,

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

I don't discriminate the race, face pretty shape
Shaped like eight, she can get a little steak
We can end a date, like a of Ricki Lake
Call a couple of your friends, they could
Get on my three way, now is the delay
I pull out the video cam, and show you the
I screw you real slow, a H-Town DJ
We could jam Bun B, and U to the G.K
And a little Sucka Free, ain't for me
Big M-O-E, gotta give me the S.U.C., they'll screw it
over B.I. to the T-H to the E-S
In the streets shake the peace, respect the streets
Everybody'll shine, from the and teeth
Gotta give me the S.P.C., Trae and D
Free that nigga Z-Ro and that C, cause thay'll screw it
I got you wet, girl I'll 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 to the E, 'Face and Willie D
Big Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., screw it

(*talking*)
Yeah, slow jam a slow jam
Unless it's a jam
Can't listen to it, no way
Gotta be up
DJ Screw, in peace

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