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..
if ya hoes that know
Keke's on the mic and I mix the

(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 just pop, and the end hop
I'ma swang on these boppas, I'm a clown cops
Candy red out the shop, I'm leaving paint on the
Sippin' syrup, swangin' burbs, smokin' indo
Outta state only plex us, cause the say Texas
TV screens, Young & The Restless, in my G.S.
From to Virginia through the Sunset Valley
Houston, all the way to Cali, got them fought in a
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 Pokey and
We gone bring em to the South and let the click run
real easy to see, there ain't no fuckin' with me
I pimp the pen, once again, this is Keke

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

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

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

(Lil' Keke)
Verse three of the flow, if ya hoes know
In and out the back door cause I to go
One more time flow, I'm a freestyle pro
Walkin' inside the club and the show
Houston, Texas, is the home of the playas and
Sace (Versace) with a limp, across the sky in a blimp
I punch in clocks, don't dumb jocks
I'm a playa I'm a baller, bagguettes and
World's greatest entertainer in the eye of the
Niggas love me, try to dub me, cause I stick to the
Again and again, less than a win
Your foe, or friend, I'm a keep pimpin' pen, pimpin' pens

(DJ Screw)
Just chill, and smoke a sweet for a
9-7, showin' up, on records
Steady stackin' them dollars, up my Impala
Lord knows a G don't wanna get swallowed
Cause I'm tryin' to succeed, the thangs a nigga
The devil's beneath me, with God no stoppin' me
It's syrup not hennessy, up independently
I done up the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me
Niggas be hatin' me, I make paper, g
It's all the real paper, still ain't no fadin' me
Girbaud what's up, cause you know I'm able
pimp the pens, I be pimpin' turntables