Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

Uh, huh, I remember when I in the days when I ain't got shit
But now that I got shit, niggas wanna keep up
But it's all good watch me do shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied cop twisters
Shop with Benini schemes
greenie green candyman up in Cabrini green
Some cats I like to splurge on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his
But yo put hands up y'all it's love in here
It ain't shit but a affair
I'm at the bar thug money
Hustle much huh, they say I love money carats like Bunny
So let's slide you got the right
Ju don know I'm all long
The DJ all the right songs
To the BM, are muy bien
It's R. Kelly camp
can you dig now
Next you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style

R. Kelly]
To all my players and my thugs, to the all the honeys in the
To all the that show me love, we ride, we ride
To all my ballers rocking ice, a room for the night
first class flights, we ride, we ride

I used to be in Chitown and collect
I'm in Cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo my people eye jammies
Now shorites say I'm cute when they can't stand me
R. Kelly yo I'm right from the belly you know the
Everything that we on is platinum gold
But now it's on the all the players and the thugs
Yo it's a party going on me right at the club
We got chickens in the living room getting it on
And ain't leaving til six in the morning
Thugged out people gettin' head while we on and
Tear the up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the
this shorty right here lookin' good in my face
Hey yo it's so deep I told shorty just week
Uh huh, it's you remind me of my jeep

[Vegas
Only ballers be up in here
got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a that's younger than you ice bigger
Don't sweat that stick the rap nigga try
Call my R. Kell if you need a hit black
And when you get make it known who did it
It'll make your hit the stores and go get it
Now come a bitter sweet note for the fellers
out the club with her friend now she jealous
Mad 'cause she chan't on the LS
she kinda mad but a baller could care less
While you sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep beep
Got your sayin' yo who he
So ride to Rockland's party

Ghetto prone federal Jay-Z shake the let 'em go
Better know I tear down every show better known cheddar
Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all all I need is bars
I'm hotter than a lot of men switch up like Rodman's hair color
And hit your broad I'm too much for the mortal mind
time you order me wine finder's mortify now pop that cork then pour the wine
Represent New York to Chitown like what floss like of course mine what
Never cross my family can we all get along no I'm tryin' to tell y'all
Here it is that rule that biz got your daddy but Jay-Z true that is
Better school that kid on whose shoes that is or who I be nigga jigga

[R.
Let's get together and this loot
All I do is make the loot
on players, come on players