Luyện nghe bài hát Still Pimping The Pen (screwed)

(DJ Screw)
9-7, Click
Sil Fo Lil
in the mix

Ball slow on
DJ Screw, K-E
Know what I'm sayin' uh..
Herschelwood if ya that know
on the mic and I mix the flow

(Lil' Keke)
I'm drapped up and dripped out, reclinin' the top
Straight up, H-Town and the funk don't stop
Watch the trunk pop, and the front end hop
swang on these boppas, I'm a clown these cops
Candy red out the shop, I'm paint on the street
Sippin' syrup, swangin' burbs, smokin' indo
Outta state plex us, cause the plates say Texas
TV screens, & The Restless, in my G.S. Lexus
From to Virginia through the Sunset Valley
Houston, all the way to Cali, got them in a rally
Remember that bitch Sally? They like her walk
But she still gone get by Keke and the Hawk,
Fat Pat and Mike D, what about and Screw
We bring em to the South and let the click run through
It's easy to see, there ain't no fuckin' with me
I pimp the pen, again, this is Lil' Keke

(DJ Screw)
what I'm sayin' Southside?
Let's get draped up and dripped out the pens
Know what I'm
it down, representin' to the fullest
Know what I'm
L-i-l, go on let that boy go

(Lil' Keke)
It's time to lay it down, cards on the table
Big crib, watch ya gorgeous gal lickin' my
the man? And who's the G?
L to the I to the L to the K to the E to the K to the E ME
of a hustler, mind of a g
Punk-ass can't fuck with me
Give me in reglerity
on all these hoes and jet
Break a neck if he don't respect
Let me pimp right down
Gone of the drank, got' a bank
Playa haters niggas don't tryin' to take my pad
I'ma have to kill, when I come down, I'm comin' blazin' wheel
Pop pill, careful, better chill
Southside Houston Texas won't you me how you feel
Make another mill, while I my steel
boys off with my freestyle drill
Higher than a hill, land of the
Pimpin' pens, skins, showin nothin but skill

(DJ Screw)
what I'm sayin'? Pimp the pens, worldwide
Break it Scroofless
Ya'll know what it is, Hollywood
Ain't that right
hoggin', done deal, trick

(Lil' Keke)
Verse three of the flow, if ya hoes know
In and out the back door I gots to go
One time I'ma flow, I'm a freestyle pro
Walkin' inside the club and the show
Houston, Texas, is the of the playas and pimps
Sace (Versace) down with a limp, the sky in a blimp
I punch in clocks, don't dumb jocks
I'm a I'm a baller, bagguettes and rocks
World's greatest entertainer in the eye of the
love me, try to dub me, cause I stick to the subject
Again and again, nothing than a win
Your foe, or your friend, I'm a keep pen, pimpin' pens

(DJ Screw)
Just chill, and a sweet for a second
9-7, up, two-timin' on records
Steady them dollars, gassing up my Impala
Lord knows a young G don't get swallowed
Cause I'm tryin' to succeed, the thangs a need
The devil's beneath me, with God ain't no me
It's syrup not hennessy, blowin' up
I done up the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me
Niggas be hatin' me, I make paper, g
It's all about the paper, still ain't no fadin' me
what's up, cause you know that I'm able
L-i-l pimp the pens, I be pimpin'