Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

Uh, huh, I when 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 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 lifters with schemes
greenie green candyman up in Cabrini green
Some cats I know like to 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 spendin' money
Hustle much huh, they say I love carats like Bugs Bunny
So slide you got the right 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

R. Kelly]
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, getting a for the night
first class flights, we ride, we ride

I used to be in and collect panties
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 you know the soul
that we spit on is platinum gold
But now it's on the love all the players and the
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 people gettin' head while we on and
the club up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist please don't up the place
Because this shorty right here lookin' in my face
Hey yo it's so deep I shorty just last 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 go figure
How a nigga that's than you ice bigger
Don't sweat that stick the rap nigga try
Call my nigga R. if you need a hit black
And when you get it known baby who did it
It'll make fans hit the stores and go get it
Now here a bitter sweet note for the fellers
out the club with her friend now she jealous
Mad she chan't ride on the LS
she kinda mad but a baller could care less
While you sleep sleep
I'm Benz going beep beep beep
Got your girl yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's

Ghetto prone Jay-Z shake the dice let 'em go
Better know I tear down every show better cheddar prone
Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all all I need is bars
I'm hotter than a lot of men switch up cars like hair color
And hit your broad I'm borderline too much for the mortal
Every you order me wine finder's mortify now pop that cork then pour the wine
Represent New to Chitown like what floss mine like of course mine 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 daddy but Jay-Z true that is
school 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 do is make the loot
Come on players, on players