Luyện nghe bài hát We Ride

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

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you down
Voice cry hot sounds down cop twisters
Shop with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green up in Cabrini green
cats I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put hands up y'all it's love in here
It ain't but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug
Hustle much huh, they say I love money carats like Bugs
So slide you got the right thong
Ju don I'm all night long
The DJ playing all the songs
To the BM, rims are muy
It's R. killer camp
can you dig now
Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big

[Chorus: R.
To all my players and my thugs, to the all the in the club
To all the hoods that 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
out yo my people giving eye jammies
Now them shorites say I'm 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 all the players and the thugs
Yo it's a party going on meet me right at the
We got some chickens in the living room it on
And they ain't til six in the morning
Thugged out some people gettin' while we on and
Tear the club up time we performin'
Gun up in your waist don't shoot up the place
Because this shorty right here lookin' good in my
Hey yo so deep I told 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 for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the go figure
How a nigga younger than you ice bigger
Don't sweat stick the rap nigga try that
Call my nigga R. 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 come a bitter sweet note for the fellers
Left out the club 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 beep beep beep
Got girl sayin' yo who he
So let's ride to Rockland's

Ghetto prone federal Jay-Z the dice let 'em go
Better I tear down every show better known 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 too much for the mortal mind
Every time you order me wine mortify now pop that cork then pour the wine
Represent New York to like what floss mine 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 baby daddy but Jay-Z true 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 make this
All I wanna do is make the
on players, come on players