Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

f/ City

Where at (8X)

If you wanna go and a ride wit me
wit three in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, be the money!)

If you go and get high wit me
a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

1]
In the club on the night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real
Lookin for a little shorty I so that I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an
or 19 kinda snotty real rude
But as long as you a thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the floor
Sexy and slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I her no?
Her measurements 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your
And I like stylish clothes you wear
I the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way there

2]
Face and body and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her she's bringin nuttin back
You feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the and them haters can't get past that
me as I gas that, fo' dot six Range
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I lanes
It strange now
a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the from my momma put the whip in my own name now
shit done changed now
Runnin credit with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't now (no more)
Shit I'm the now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from B.
Tellin me a party up in NYC
And can I make it? right, I be on the next flight
cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White

2X]

3]
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't
And I got somethin to ya
You won't believe how people, straight doubted the flow
Most that I was a failure
But now the motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't ya"
"But can we get tickets to the next show?"
no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!

Hey yo, now I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna why, why I fly by
But yo all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
Honey in the club, me in the
Icy grip, me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we to this
And if wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, listen
When I fuck fly bitches; I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they - come on boo, gimme kiss

2X]

Hey, be the money! (4X)