Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Ride (Remix)

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

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

Just motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like this
No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's
gangster glare, with gangster raps
That gangster shit, that the gang of snaps,
to the motherfucking streets
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 relax while I get my swerve on
Bumping like a motherfucker ready to get my on
But before I hit the spot
I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my pop
Now I'm like indo-nesia
Bus stop full of fly bitches and
On my dick, cause my on hit
Pancake front and back, to side and all that shit
So when I crawl I comes
Now, if bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check nigga
Now let the Chevrolet
As I dip a nigga trip to the south side,
(Rollin in my six-fo') with all the sayin'

down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Hell
Swing down, sweet chariot and, let me ride
With all the bitches sayin'
Swing down, sweet stop and, let me ride
Know what I'm
Swing down, sweet 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 niggas will do
moves, black fools cause I smack fools
Try to set me up for a
Fuck around and get up in a one-eight-seven
But I don't no gangbang
niggas like lynching but I just watch them hang
So on, and so-on, why don't you let me on
I remember in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
Didn't nobody wanna speak, now
Peeping out they windows when hear me beating up the streets
Is it Dre? Is it
That's what they say, single motherfucking day, yo
But I ain't tripping I'm just it
my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be
(Rollin in my six-fo') With saying

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