Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me - City Spud

Where at (8X)

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

1]
In the on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin nice
Lookin for a shorty I noticed 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 thicky thick girl you know that on
(Know that on)
I peep something towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last
So Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were
I like the way you brush hair
And I like those clothes you wear
I the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo way over there

2]
Face and body front and back, know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin back
You should the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters get past that
me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of now
I got the title from my put the whippin on end now
Damn done changed now
credit checks with no shame now
I the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the now, in and out my own town
I'm pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to White

2X

3]
Check, check -- yo, I know you don't know
And I got to tell ya
You believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said I was a failure
But now the same askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the 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 it's all good, Range Rover all
Do me you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply she butt-naked
in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the
Shorty see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, listen
When I fuck fly bitches; I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - on boo, gimme kiss

2X

Hey, be the money! (4X)