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, niggas keep up shit
But all good watch me do this shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my to Chitown
R. Kelly got thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop
Shop with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green up in Cabrini green
Some cats I know like to splurge on wrists
But my man man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put your hands up it's love in here
It ain't shit but a thug
I'm at the bar spendin' money
Hustle much huh, they say I love money carats Bugs Bunny
So let's slide you got the thong
Ju don know I'm all night
The DJ playing all the songs
To the BM, are muy bien
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 show me love, we ride, we ride
To all my ballers rocking ice, getting a room for the
Taking first class flights, we ride, we

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

[Vegas
ballers be allowed up in here
Moneymakers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a nigga that's younger than you ice
sweat that stick the rap nigga try that
Call my nigga R. if you need a hit black
And when you get make it known who did it
It'll make fans 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 ride on the LS
Yeah she kinda mad but a baller care less
While you sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep beep
Got your sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to party

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

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