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 watch me do this shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my to Chitown
R. got some thugs to make you lock down
cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters
Shop with Benini schemes
Smoke greenie green candyman up in Cabrini
cats I know like to splurge on they wrists
But my man man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put your up y'all it's love in here
It ain't shit but a thug
I'm at the bar spendin' 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. killer camp
can you dig now
Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big

R. Kelly]
To all my and my thugs, to the all the honeys in the club
To all the hoods that me love, we ride, we ride
To all my ballers ice, getting a room for the night
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
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 know the
that we spit on is platinum gold
But now it's on the 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 getting it on
And they ain't til six in the morning
out some people gettin' head while we on and
Tear the up every time we performin'
Gun up in your waist don't shoot up the place
Because this shorty here lookin' good in my face
Hey yo it's so deep I told shorty just last
Uh huh, it's like you me of my jeep

[Vegas
Only ballers be allowed up in
Moneymakers got my thug niggas my rear for player haters
18 and I'm livin' the dream go
How a nigga that's 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 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
Left out the club with her now she jealous
Mad 'cause she ride on the LS
Yeah she kinda mad but a baller could less
While you sleep sleep
I'm inna going 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 know I tear down 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 switch up like Rodman's hair color
And hit your broad I'm borderline too much for the 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 mine like of course mine
Never cross my 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 school that kid on whose shoes that is or who I be nigga jigga

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