Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

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

Yo yo yo yo ay yo my town to Chitown
R. got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied cop twisters
Shop lifters with schemes
greenie green candyman up in Cabrini green
Some I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his
But yo put your hands up y'all it's in here
It ain't but a thug affair
I'm at the bar thug money
Hustle much huh, they say I love money carats 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 you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style

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

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

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

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

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