Do U Wanna Ride歌词

This is the operator with a collect call from "Emory Jones"
To accept the charges, press one now
Uhh, woo!
Emory whattup?
Told you I ain't too good with writin letters and all
*******t I don't even write rhymes
But what I will do
I'ma send you this opus scribed through the airwaves
Vibe with me

Some places we can go, some places we can go

Do you wanna riiiiiiide... with me
You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!
An experiment, where in it, only it's objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!
As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah that's our ***
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
Swanson got the spot, *******t we started our trek
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed, and still holdin his head
So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride
International Hov', I told you so
Forty 40's out in Tokyo
Singapore, all this from singin songs
Comin up though we thought slingin raw
Was the end all be all of bein rich didn't we
Little did I know my mo' potent delivery
Would deliver me, kingpin of the inkpen
Monster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsor
Heh, the Cola, yeah
Hova still gettin it in with soda
Diet, no sir, I ain't lose no weight
Started from the crates now I'm sittin on a whole case
Since they got you sittin on that old case
Our dreams is on hold like Tivo
So I can't wait 'til you get your date
I got some temp plates outside of the gate
We gon' ride
Now me and my lil' mama, Kita and Tata
Juan and Dez out in San Tropez
Jay round in Gabana, sneakin m*******a
You know that Mary J. give you +No More Drama+
Lost a couple friends this whole *******t got weird
But when you get home you know your spot's reserved, ya heard?
I put my *****z on, my *****z put they *****z on
Now we all somewhere fun, chillin in the sun
I ain't forget you cousin, hehe
Yeah ***** y'all can wear sneakers on the beach if you want to
Y'all *****z come and c'mon, playin money marathon
My young'n is LeBron, you know what that makes me baby
Big Homey! Hehe, Emory what's up?
Wan' ride with us? You're more than welcome
We ain't on no bull*******t, uhh
Put your feet up
Big Tye I see you boy
Guru, I don't usually do this but
Roll me up son man
Let me get mellow on this *******t right here
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, white paper though *****
Can't even ***** with those blunts
White paper baby, old school ***** gimme a joint
Smooth it out, Young H.O.
Henry Jones
Word to my momma we livin!