Luyện nghe bài hát Still Pimping The Pen (screwed)

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

Ball slow on
DJ Screw, K-E
Know what I'm cause uh..
if ya hoes that know
Keke's on the mic and I mix the

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

(DJ Screw)
Know what I'm sayin'
Let's get draped up and dripped out the pens
Know I'm sayin'?
Puttin' it down, to the fullest
Know 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 gorgeous gal lickin' my
Who's the 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 niggas can't with me
Give me in reglerity
Pimps on all these and jet
Break a nigga neck if he respect
Let me right down effect
Gone of the drank, make a bank
Playa haters niggas don't tryin' to take my pad
I'ma to kill, when I come down, I'm comin' blazin' wood wheel
Pop pill, careful, better chill
Houston Texas won't you tell me how you feel
Make another mill, I pack my steel
Breakin' boys off my freestyle drill
Higher than a hill, land of the
Pimpin' pens, hittin' skins, showin but skill

(DJ Screw)
what I'm sayin'? Pimp the pens, worldwide
Break it Scroofless
Ya'll already know it is, Hollywood
that right Cardion?
Straight hoggin', done deal,

(Lil' Keke)
Verse three of the flow, if ya that know
In and out the back door I gots to go
One more time flow, I'm a freestyle pro
inside the club and dismantlin' the show
Houston, Texas, is the home of the and pimps
Sace (Versace) down with a limp, across the sky in a
I in clocks, don't like dumb jocks
I'm a playa I'm a baller, 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 pimpin' pen, pimpin'

(DJ Screw)
Just chill, and smoke a sweet for a
9-7, up, two-timin' on records
stackin' them dollars, gassing up my Impala
Lord a young 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, blowin' up
I screwed 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, you know that I'm able
L-i-l pimp the pens, I be turntables