《We Ride (feat. Cam’Ron， Noreaga， Jay-Z & Vegas Cats)》歌词

歌曲： We Ride (feat. Cam’Ron， Noreaga， Jay-Z & Vegas Cats)

所属专辑：Original Album Classics

歌手： R. Kelly&Cam’ron&Noreaga&

时长： 04:48

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We Ride (feat. Cam'Ron, Noreaga, Jay-Z and Vegas Cats) - R. Kelly[00:00:01]

Uh huh, hey, I remember when I back in the days[00:00:01]

When I ain't hot shit[00:00:07]

But now that I got shit[00:00:09]

Niggas wanna keep up shit[00:00:12]

But it's all good, watch me do this shit[00:00:16]

Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown[00:00:20]

R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down[00:00:23]

Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters[00:00:25]

Shop lifters with Benini schemes[00:00:28]

Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green[00:00:30]

Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists[00:00:32]

But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist[00:00:34]

But yo, throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here[00:00:37]

It ain't shit but a thug affair[00:00:40]

I'm at the bar spendin' thug money[00:00:42]

Cop so much huh, they say I love money carats like bugs bunny[00:00:44]

So lets slide you got the right thong[00:00:48]

Dju don't know, I'm all night long[00:00:51]

The DJ playing all the right songs[00:00:53]

To the BM, REM's are Muy bien[00:00:56]

It's R. Kelly, killer Cam'[00:00:58]

Baby girl, can you dig now[00:01:00]

Next time we see him yo, we laying Mr. Biggs down[00:01:01]

To all my players and my thugs[00:01:04]

To all my honeys in the club[00:01:06]

To all the hoods that show me love[00:01:08]

We ride, we ride[00:01:12]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:01:13]

To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night[00:01:14]

Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride[00:01:19]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:01:23]

Yo, I used to be in Chitown and collect panties[00:01:25]

When I make cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's[00:01:27]

Thugged out yo, all my people givin' eye jammies[00:01:30]

Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me[00:01:33]

R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul[00:01:35]

Everything that we spit on is platinum gold[00:01:38]

But now it's for the love, for all the players and the thugs[00:01:41]

Yo, it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club[00:01:43]

We got some chickens in the living room getting it on[00:01:46]

And they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning[00:01:49]

Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and[00:01:51]

Tear the club up every time we performin'[00:01:54]

Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place[00:01:57]

Because this shorty right here, lookin' good in my face[00:01:59]

Ay yo, it's so deep I told shorty just last week[00:02:02]

Uh huh, it's like, you remind me of my jeep[00:02:04]

To all my players and my thugs[00:02:07]

To all my honeys in the club[00:02:09]

To all the hoods that show me love[00:02:12]

We ride, we ride[00:02:15]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:02:16]

To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night[00:02:18]

Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride[00:02:23]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:02:27]

Only ballers be allowed up in here[00:02:28]

Money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters[00:02:31]

Eighteen and I'm livin' a dream, go figure[00:02:34]

How a nigga that's younger than you, ice bigger[00:02:36]

Don't sweat that, stick to rap nigga, try that[00:02:39]

Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit, black[00:02:41]

And when you get it, make it known baby, who did it[00:02:44]

It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it[00:02:47]

Now, here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas[00:02:50]

Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous[00:02:52]

Mad cuz she can't ride in the LS[00:02:55]

Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less[00:02:58]

While you sleep, sleep, sleep[00:03:00]

I'm inna Benz going beep, beep, beep[00:03:02]

Got your girl sayin' "Yo, who he?"[00:03:05]

So let's ride to Rockland's party, uh huh[00:03:07]

Check, Ghetto pro' federal[00:03:10]

Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go[00:03:12]

Bet a load I tear down every show[00:03:14]

Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row[00:03:16]

Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars[00:03:19]

I'm hotter than a lotta men[00:03:21]

Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad[00:03:23]

I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind[00:03:26]

Every time you ought to rewind, find there's more to find[00:03:29]

Now pop that cork, then pour the wine[00:03:32]

Represent New York to Chitown, like what[00:03:34]

Floss mine, like of course my, what[00:03:36]

Never cross my family, can we all get along? Hell no[00:03:38]

I'm tryin' to tell y'all who dat is that rule that biz[00:03:42]

Not your baby daddy but Jay-Z, true that is[00:03:45]

Better school that kid on who's shoes that is[00:03:48]

Or who I be nigga, V.I.P Jigga[00:03:50]

To all my players and my thugs[00:03:53]

To all my honeys in the club[00:03:55]

To all the hoods that show me love[00:03:58]

We ride, we ride[00:04:01]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:04:02]

To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night[00:04:04]

Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride[00:04:09]

(From Chitown to LA)[00:04:13]

Let's get together and make this loot[00:04:14]

(Trackmasters, Rockland)[00:04:18]

Make this loot[00:04:22]

(Untertainment)[00:04:24]

Come on players[00:04:25]

(Thugged out)[00:04:27]

Come on players[00:04:28]

(And we out like that)[00:04:29]

Rock-a-fella ya'll[00:04:30]