Luyện nghe bài hát Ride With Me (Bottom Style) - Rufftown Mob

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

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

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Face and front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin
You should the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them can't get past that
me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel now
a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the on end now
Damn done changed now
Running credit with no shame now
I the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin 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 flight
Payin first class - sittin next to Vanna White

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

Hey yo, now I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me
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, tellin me to leave wit you and your
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to
And if wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay
See the ice and the niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, kiss

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Hey, must be the money!