Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me - City Spud

Where at (8X)

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

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

1]
In the on the late night, feelin right
Lookin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little I noticed so that I can take home
(I can home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an
or 19 kinda snotty actin rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you that it's on
(Know it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance
Sexy and real (hey)
Sayin she was and I dig the last video
So Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her were 36-25-34
I like the way you your hair
And I those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and
And I can see you boo way over there

2]
Face and body and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on
when the sky's the limit and them can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got sick
Watch the candy change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel now
Makin a off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my put the whippin on end now
shit done changed now
Running credit checks no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from B.
Tellin me about a up in NYC
And can I make it? right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna

2X

3]
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you know
And I got to tell ya
You won't believe how people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a
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 know why, why I fly by
But yo all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you - fuck me good, suck me good
We be stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply 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 wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we the Crist'
wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; starin or they diss
Honies all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss

2X

Hey, be the money! (4X)