Uh huh hey I remember when
I back in the days
When I ain't hot shit
now that I got shit
Niggas wanna keep up shit
But it's all good
watch me do this shit
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 throw your hands up y'all
it's just love in here
It ain't shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar
spendin thug money
Cop so much huh
they say I love money
carats like bugs bunny
So lets slide you
got the right thong
Dju don't know
I'm all night long
The DJ playing
all the right songs
To the BM REM's are Muy bien
It's R Kelly killer
Cam Baby girl
can you dig now
Next time we see him yo
we laying Mr Biggs down
To all my players and my thugs
To all my honeys in the club
To all the hoods
that show me love
We ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
To all my ballers lockin ice
getting a room for the night
Taking first class flights
we ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
Yo I used to be in Chitown
and collect panties
When I make cabrini
green you know I hit Sammy's
Thugged out yo
all my people givin eye jammies
Now them shorties 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 for the love
for all the players and the thugs
Yo it's a party goin on
meet me right at the club
We got some chickens
in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving
till six in the morning
Thugged out my 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
Ay yo it's so deep
I told shorty just last week
Uh huh it's like
you remind me of my jeep
To all my players and my thugs
To all my honeys in the club
To all the hoods
that show me love
We ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
To all my ballers lockin ice
getting a room for the night
Taking first class flights
we ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
Only ballers be allowed up in here
Money makers got my thug niggas
watchin my rear for player
haters Eighteen and
I'm livin a dream go figure
How a nigga that's younger
than you ice bigger
Don't sweat that
stick to rap nigga try that
Call my nigga R Kell if you
need a hit black
And when you get it
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 fellas
Left out the club with
her friend now she jealous
Mad cuz she can't ride in 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 uh huh
Check Ghetto pro federal
Jay Z shake the dice let em go
Bet a load I tear down every show
Better know cheddar
crowed like the front babe row
Says R Jay y'all
all I need is four bars
I'm hotter than a lotta men
Switch up cars like
Rodman's hair color
then hit your broad
I'm borderline too much
for the mortal mind
Every time you ought to rewind
find there's more to find
Now pop that cork
then pour the wine
Represent New York
to Chitown like what
Floss mine like of
course my what
Never cross my family
can we all get along
Hell no I'm tryin to tell y'all
who dat is that rule that biz
Not your baby daddy
but Jay Z true that is
Better school that
kid on who's shoes that is
Or who I be nigga V I P Jigga
To all my players and my thugs
To all my honeys in the club
To all the hoods
that show me love
We ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
To all my ballers lockin ice
getting a room for the night
Taking first class flights
we ride we ride
From Chitown to LA
Let's get together
and make this make this loot
Trackmasters Rockland
Make this loot
Untertainment
Come on players
Thugged out
Come on players
And we out like that
Rock a fella ya'll