Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

Uh, huh, I remember when I back in the days when I got shit
But now that I got shit, wanna keep up shit
But it's all good me do this shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you down
Voice cry hot sounds down cop twisters
lifters with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green candyman up in Cabrini
Some cats I know to splurge on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his
But yo put your hands up y'all love in here
It shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug
Hustle much huh, say I love money carats like Bugs Bunny
So let's you got the right thong
Ju don know I'm all night
The DJ all the right songs
To the BM, rims are muy
It's R. Kelly camp
can you dig now
Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big

[Chorus: R.
To all my and my thugs, to the all the honeys in the club
To all the hoods that me love, we ride, we ride
To all my ballers rocking ice, a room for the night
Taking class flights, we ride, we ride

I used to be in Chitown and collect
When I'm in Cabrini green you know I hit
Thugged out yo my people eye jammies
Now them shorites say I'm cute when they can't me
R. Kelly yo I'm right from the you know the soul
Everything that we on is platinum gold
But now it's on the love all the players and the
Yo it's a party going on meet me right at the
We got some chickens in the room getting it on
And they ain't leaving til six in the
out some 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
Because this shorty right here good in my face
Hey yo it's so I told shorty just last week
Uh huh, it's like you me of my jeep

[Vegas
Only ballers be allowed up in
got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a nigga that's younger you ice bigger
sweat that stick the rap nigga try that
Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit
And when you get it known baby who did it
It'll make fans hit the stores and go get it
Now here come a bitter sweet note for the
Left out the club with her now she jealous
Mad 'cause she ride on the LS
Yeah she kinda mad but a baller could care
you sleep sleep sleep
I'm inna going beep beep beep
Got your sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's

Ghetto prone Jay-Z shake the dice let 'em go
Better I tear down every show better known cheddar prone
Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all all I need is four
I'm hotter than a lot of men up cars like Rodman's hair color
And hit your broad I'm borderline too much for the mind
time you order me wine finder's mortify now pop that cork then pour the wine
Represent New York to Chitown like floss mine like of course mine what
cross my family can we all get along hell no I'm tryin' to tell y'all
Here it is that rule biz got your baby daddy but Jay-Z true that is
Better school that kid on whose shoes that is or who I be nigga V-I-P

[R.
get together and make this loot
All I do is make the loot
Come on players, on players