Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Jam

There was a time when I drive
to the county line in truck
Picking up girls the tags expired
To a Dairy Queen
Doin' under 35 big 98
With your hair in the feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the of a single cab
fishing for love through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

Man we thought we were something with new Justin Moore bumpin
And buzzing off of some beers had two bud lights in my stomach
smoke but not inhalin,
We just tryna be cool
impress the cheerleaders at our old high school
We was doing outs getting tickets
And the cops knew our names
Game warden gave us tickets for night fishing at Cheatham Dam
No and no license
a couple gallons of gas
And a love for summer time and that new hot (hot)

There was a time when I drive to the county line in daddy's line
Picking up girls the tags expired
To a Dairy Queen date doing 35 jammin big 98
your hair in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in the back of a cab
Just fishin' for through the radio jam
So let the jam

So let the jam

If I talk to all the artists who came through my muddy speakers
I was tailgating in a field with both of my fists bleeding
'Cause I got in a fight
And I thought I was gonna be in
When I walked in daddy's house we at me and then he chuckled
He said "what's he like?"
I said "I don't cause my adrenaline"
Plus it was just me verses like 3 or 4 of
But I let them get me
I one on his head
And Timmy chased the guys with that wooden ball bat

'Cause there was a when I would drive to the edge
Of county line
To a Queen date doin' under 35 jammin big 98
With hair in the wind, feet on the dash
A box of night crawlers and two poles in a cab
So let the jam

So let radio jam

Let the jam
Let the jam