Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

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

Yo yo yo yo ay yo my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds down cop twisters
Shop lifters with Benini
Smoke green candyman up in Cabrini green
Some cats I know like to on they wrists
But my man karate man cut the out his fist
But yo put your hands up it's love 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 I'm all night long
The DJ playing all the right
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

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

I used to be in Chitown and collect
When I'm in Cabrini green you I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo my giving 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 we spit 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 chickens in the living room it on
And ain't leaving til six in the morning
Thugged out some people gettin' while we on and
Tear the club up every time we
Gun up in your waist please don't up the place
Because this shorty here lookin' good in my face
Hey yo so deep I told shorty just last week
Uh huh, it's you remind me of my jeep

[Vegas
Only be allowed up in here
Moneymakers got my niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a nigga that's younger than you ice
Don't that stick the rap nigga try that
Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit
And you get make it known baby who did it
make your fans 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 could care less
While you sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz going beep beep
Got your sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's

Ghetto prone federal shake the dice let 'em go
Better know I tear every show better known cheddar prone
Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all all I is four bars
I'm than a lot of men switch up cars like Rodman's 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 like what floss mine like of course mine what
Never 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 that kid on whose shoes that is or who I be nigga V-I-P jigga

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