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, niggas keep up shit
But it's all watch me do this shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock
Voice cry hot tied down cop twisters
Shop lifters with Benini
Smoke greenie green candyman up in Cabrini
Some I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put your hands up y'all it's love in
It shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar thug money
Hustle much huh, they say I love carats like Bugs Bunny
So let's slide you got the thong
Ju don know I'm all long
The DJ playing all the songs
To the BM, are muy bien
It's R. Kelly killer
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 in the club
To all the hoods that show me love, we ride, we
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 you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo my giving eye jammies
Now shorites say I'm cute when they can't stand me
R. Kelly yo I'm right from the belly you 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 going 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
out some people gettin' head while we on and
Tear the club up time 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 I told shorty just last week
Uh huh, it's like you remind me of my

[Vegas
Only ballers be up in here
Moneymakers got my thug niggas 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. if you need a hit black
And you get make it known baby who did it
It'll make your hit the stores and go get it
Now here come a bitter sweet note for the
Left out the club with her friend now she
Mad 'cause she ride on the LS
Yeah she kinda mad but a baller could care
you sleep sleep sleep
I'm inna Benz beep 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 down every show better known cheddar
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 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 hell 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 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
on players, come on players