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 up shit
But it's all good watch me do shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my to Chitown
R. got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds down cop twisters
Shop lifters with Benini
Smoke greenie green candyman up in Cabrini
Some cats I 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 in here
It ain't 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 you got the right 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 you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style

[Chorus: R.
To all my players and my thugs, to the all the in the club
To all the that show 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 and collect panties
I'm in Cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo my people eye jammies
Now shorites say I'm cute when they can't stand me
R. Kelly yo I'm right from the you know the soul
Everything that we spit on is gold
But now it's on the all the players and the thugs
Yo it's a party going on meet me at the club
We got some chickens in the living room it on
And they leaving til six in the morning
Thugged out some people gettin' while we on and
the club up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist don't shoot up the place
Because this shorty right here good in my face
Hey yo it's so deep I told just last week
Uh huh, it's like you me of my jeep

[Vegas
Only ballers be allowed up in
Moneymakers got my niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a that's younger than you ice bigger
Don't sweat that stick the rap nigga try
Call my R. Kell if you need a hit black
And when you get make it baby who did it
It'll your fans hit the stores and go get it
Now here come a bitter sweet for the fellers
out the club with her friend now she jealous
Mad she chan't ride on the LS
Yeah she mad but a baller could care less
While you sleep sleep
I'm inna going beep beep beep
Got your girl yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's

Ghetto prone federal Jay-Z shake the let 'em go
know I tear down every show better known cheddar prone
Like the chrome big Rolls say it all I need is four bars
I'm hotter than a lot of men 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 mortify now pop that cork pour the wine
Represent New York to like 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 your baby daddy but Jay-Z that is
Better school that kid on whose shoes that is or who I be nigga V-I-P

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