Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Ride

Creepin' down the back street on
I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas these
Now soon as I it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take
You want to make noise, noise
I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the boys
bein' found on Greenleaf
With their heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play,
Rollin' in my '4 16 switches
And got for the bitches, clockin' all the riches
Got the hollow points for the
So would you walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift
And no this Aerosmith
the motherfucking D-R-E, from the CPT
On a spree, a straight G
Hop back as I pop my top ya
I let the points commence to POP POP POP
Yeah, 'cause if it don't
I have to put my shit in go back and take anothers stop
I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')
With all the saying

Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me
all the niggas saying
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride

Just another day for Dre so I begin like this
No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's
That gangster glare, with gangster
That gangster shit, that the gang of snaps,
Word to the motherfucking
And word to these hyped ass and dope beats, that I
Hit ya with I, get ya with
As I in my four on these, hitting the switches
Bitches while I get my proper swerve on
Bumping like a ready to get my serve on
But before I hit the spot
I get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my soda pop
Now I'm smelling indo-nesia
Bus stop of fly bitches and skeezers
On my dick, cause my on hit
Pancake front and back, side to side and all shit
So when I I comes correct
Now, if your bitch in my shit, your bitch you check nigga
Now let the Chevrolet
As I dip a nigga to the south side, yeah
(Rollin in my six-fo') with all the sayin'

Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride
With all the motherfuckin' sayin'
Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride
Know I'm sayin'
down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Check out
The sun went down I hit Slausson
On my way to the strip, now I'm just
Checking my rear view, cause they will do
moves, black fools cause I smack fools
Try to set me up for a
Fuck and get caught up in a one-eight-seven
But I don't represent no
Some like lynching but I just watch them hang
So on, and so-on, why you let me roll on
I back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
Didn't nobody speak, now everybody
Peeping out they windows when they me beating up the streets
Is it Is it Dre?
That's what they say, every motherfucking day, yo
But I ain't tripping I'm kicking it
While my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep grinning be
(Rollin in my six-fo') everybody saying

Swing down, chariot stop and, let me ride
Hell
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me
With everybody
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me