Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Ride

Creepin' the back street on these
I got my cocked 'cause niggas want these
Now as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a 9 tryin' to take mine
You want to make noise, make
I a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' on Greenleaf
With their fucking heads cut off, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play,
Rollin' in my '4 with 16
And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the
Got the hollow points for the
So you just walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift
And no this Aerosmith
It's the D-R-E, from the CPT
On a spree, a straight G
Hop as I pop my top ya trip
I let the points commence to POP POP POP
Yeah, 'cause if it stop
I have to put my shit in reverse go back and anothers stop
I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')
With all the saying

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

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

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

this out
The sun went when I hit Slausson
On my way to the strip, now I'm flossing
Checking my rear view, niggas they will do
Jack moves, 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
niggas 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
nobody wanna speak, now everybody
Peeping out they windows when they hear me beating up the
Is it Dre? Is it
That's what they say, every single day, yo
But I ain't tripping I'm just it
While my D's spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be
(Rollin in my six-fo') With saying

down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me
everybody sayin'
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
yeah
Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride