Luyện nghe bài hát Screw Jamz

She the DJ pardon me, I need some Swishahouse
Color Changin' Click and, Boss and Wreckin' Yard in my life
(In my life, in my life, in my life)
A Loud And Bangin' c.d., some Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka Free, cause what I need in my life
Yes it is, weell

She say she to my music, but she can't get into it
She don't like it regular speed, she like it they screw it
I'm fin to do is, call Ron and Watts on my phone
Tell em slow it down, so the ladies can get they on
Yellow red or brown tone, me when your guy's gone
If you gotta shake that lick, them get they diet on
She's the rich men, will give money for some action
Said she's light skinned and, and strip for Andrew Jacksons
Gets excited when, she be jamming F Actions
Turn the off then, and if you wanna get your grind on
Just go pick up phone, then just get your dial on
Call me up I'll come over, and help you turn smile on

She's me, on my phone
Telling me she's feeling freaky, her body's in of me
in on my 4's, grabbing my
Chopped and c.d., and my grey T-A-P-E
Y'all know, playas get
Changin' Click c.d., Michael Watts, OG Ron C
Even neighbors knew, just what I came to do
They seen the blue, choking on things of two
They it ain't your boo, they heard us banging Screw
the headboard bang, while I'm banging you
Giving you a out, like a trainer
Hit it then I you over, to change the view
My sex is a weapon, aimed at you
Finish and reload, like a gangbanger do
You little you, that's what your friends think
Cause they didn't see you, on that red drink
Getting drunk, I hit it on the sink In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed sink
You can the lock, I'm fin to rock the twat
I'm fin to give your friends, new to talk about
Fin to give it to you shorty, you gon feel it in body
Everytime Ron and Watts, chop a spot
I ain't forgot about, the DJ Screw
Cause if it wasn't for Screw, wouldn't be to do
No claiming red, no claiming
It wouldn't be nothing to bang, I'm banging you, jeah

(*talking*)
She Koopa, I know you be checking these niggaz
But can the get a lil' love, yeah

I don't the race, pretty face pretty shape
Shaped like figure eight, she can get a little
We can end a date, like a of Ricki Lake
a couple of your friends, they could participate
Get on my way, now what is the delay
I pull out the cam, and show you the replay
I screw you real slow, a H-Town DJ
We jam Bun B, and that U to the G.K
And a Sucka Free, ain't enough for me
Big M-O-E, gotta me the whole S.U.C., they'll screw it
over B.I. to the T-H to the E-S
In the streets the peace, everybody respect the streets
shine, from the neck and teeth
Gotta me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D
Free nigga Z-Ro and that Pimp C, cause thay'll screw it
Girl I got you wet, girl kiss your neck
And I know that the sex, to make you sweat
I respect, to the Swisha vets
And the Screwed Up G's, get respect
Lil' O and to the E, 'Face and Willie D
Big Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., screw it

(*talking*)
Yeah, slow jam a slow jam
Unless a screw jam
Can't to it, no other way
Gotta be up
DJ Screw, in peace

Mix Messiah