Luyện nghe bài hát Still Pimping The Pen (screwed)

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

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

(Lil' Keke)
I'm drapped up and dripped out, reclinin' 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 paint on the street
Sippin' syrup, swangin' burbs, indo sweets
Outta only plex us, cause the plates say Texas
TV screens, Young & The Restless, in my G.S.
Atlanta to Virginia through the Sunset Valley
Houston, all the way to Cali, got fought in a rally
Remember that bitch Sally? They didn't like her
But she still gone get fucked by and the Hawk,
Fat Pat and Mike D, what Pokey and Screw
We gone bring em to the and let the click run through
It's real easy to see, there ain't no fuckin' me
I pimp the pen, once again, this is Lil'

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

(Lil' Keke)
It's time to lay it down, like cards on the
Big crib, watch ya gorgeous gal 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
Give me cocaine in
on all these hoes and jet
Break a nigga neck if he respect
Let me right down effect
Gone of the drank, make a bank
Playa haters niggas want tryin' to take my pad
I'ma have to kill, when I 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, while I my steel
Breakin' boys off with my freestyle
Higher than a hill, land of the
Pimpin' pens, skins, showin nothin but skill

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

(Lil' Keke)
three of the flow, if ya hoes that know
In and out the back cause I gots to go
One more time 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, across the sky in a
I punch in clocks, don't like dumb
I'm a playa I'm a baller, and rocks
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 your friend, I'm a pimpin' pen, pimpin' pens

(DJ Screw)
chill, and smoke a sweet for a second
9-7, up, two-timin' on records
Steady stackin' them dollars, up my Impala
knows a young G don't wanna get swallowed
Cause I'm tryin' to succeed, the a nigga need
The devil's me, with God ain't no stoppin' me
It's not hennessy, blowin' up independently
I screwed up the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me
be hatin' me, because 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 the pens, I be pimpin' turntables