We Ride Lyrics - Noreaga

Uh, huh, I remember when I back in the days when I ain't got shit 

But now that I got shit, niggas wanna keep up shit 

But it's all good watch me do this shit 

[Cam'Ron] 

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to Chitown 

R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down 

Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters 

Shop lifters with Benini schemes 

Smoke greenie green candyman up in Cabrini green 

Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists 

But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist 

But yo put your hands up y'all it's love in here 

It ain't shit but a thug affair 

I'm at the bar spendin' thug money 

Hustle much huh, they say I love money carats like Bugs Bunny 

So let's slide you got the right thong 

Ju don know I'm all night long 

The DJ playing all the right songs 

To the BM, rims are muy bien 

It's R. Kelly killer camp 

Girl can you dig now 

Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style 

[Chorus: R. Kelly] 

To all my players and my thugs, to the all the honeys in the club 

To all the hoods that show me love, we ride, we ride 

To all my ballers rocking ice, getting a room for the night 

Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride 

[Noreaga] 

I used to be in Chitown and collect panties 

When I'm in Cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's 

Thugged out yo my people giving eye jammies 

Now them shorites say I'm cute when they can't stand me 

R. Kelly yo I'm right from the belly you know the soul 

Everything that we spit on is platinum gold 

But now it's on the love all the players and the thugs 

Yo it's a party going on meet me right at the club 

We got some chickens in the living room getting it on 

And they ain't leaving til six in the morning 

Thugged out some people gettin' head while we on and 

Tear the club up every time we performin' 

Gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place 

Because this shorty right here lookin' good in my face 

Hey yo it's so deep I told shorty just last week 

Uh huh, it's like you remind me of my jeep 

[Chorus] 

[Vegas Cats] 

Only ballers be allowed up in here 

Moneymakers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters 

18 and I'm livin' the dream go figure 

How a nigga that's younger than you ice bigger 

Don't sweat that stick the rap nigga try that 

Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit black 

And when you get make it known baby who did it 

It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it 

Now here come a bitter sweet note for the fellers 

Left out the club with her friend now she jealous 

Mad 'cause she chan't ride on the LS 

Yeah she kinda mad but a baller could care less 

While you sleep sleep sleep 

I'm inna Benz going beep beep beep 

Got your girl sayin' yo who he 

So let's ride to Rockland's party 

[Jay-Z] 

Ghetto prone federal Jay-Z shake the dice let 'em go 

Better know I tear down every show better known cheddar prone 

Like the chrome big Rolls say it y'all all I need is four bars 

I'm hotter than a lot of men switch up cars like Rodman's hair color 

And hit your broad I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind 

Every 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 what 

Never cross my family can we all get along hell no I'm tryin' to tell y'all 

Here it is that rule that 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 V-I-P jigga 

[Chorus] 

[R. Kelly] 

Let's get together and make this loot 

All I wanna do is make the loot 

Come on players, come on players