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

Where they at

If you wanna go and take a wit me
Wit women in the fo' with 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 way? (Hey, must be the money!)

1]
In the club on the night, feelin right
tryin 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 as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance
Sexy and slow (hey)
she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I her no?
Her measurements were
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

2]
Face and front and back, don't know how to act
Without no on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You should the impact, shop on plastic
the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I lanes
It strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of now
I got the title from my momma put the on end now
Damn shit changed now
Running checks with no shame now
I feel the 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 about a up in NYC
And can I make it? right, I be on the next flight
Payin first class - sittin next to Vanna White

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3]
Check, check - yo, I know somethin you don't
And I got to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, doubted the flow
said that I was a failure
But now the same askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't 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
wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Rover all wood
Do me like you should - me good, suck me good
We be them niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she
in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to
And if wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we the Crist'
Shorty see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme

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Hey, must be the money!