Luyện nghe bài hát Let's ride

the rag off the 6 4
Hit the switch, show the whole how it go
The Game is back, the Aftermath is gone
The D's is chrome, the frame is

So watch it lift up 'til the bounce and break
And knock both of the screws out the plate
So let the begin
These other so far behind me, they could taste my rims

Let the whole turn as the spin
It ain't been this much since I first heard Eminem
'In Da Club', poppin' *** M&M's
Call it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** bring a

Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order round
And put that cheap *** Hypnotiq
Put your Cris' up if you feel the way
Who got a switches? Everybody

If I could fit the whole hood in the
Hop in the lowrider, as it got speakers in the back
I turn into a strip
Call it a lap dance, the 6 4 bounce that ***

If I can fit the whole world in the
Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on West Coast tip
Pop and twist up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it

Somebody tell me where the drinks at, where the at?
You lovin' on the first night? Meet me in the
I got a of sticky and a gang of ***
Move ***, you know who came to see?

The of the D R E
Take a with him and you gotta touch me
Then you gotta touch Busta, can't Eve
Got somethin' on my waist, say 'You can't touch

my gangsta chick and like Crips and Bloods
We in the on some gangsta tip
So homie, up, light another dub
high, ain't nobody fightin' in the club

'Ain't Nuthin' But A G Thang', baby, it's a G
Bounce like you got hydraulics in G-string
I'm with a chick seven days a week
Hit the switch, watch it like a Scott Storch beat

If I could fit the whole in the club
Hop in the lowrider, long as it got speakers in the
I into a strip club
Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 that ***

If I can fit the whole world in the
Tell the DJ to my hits, me on that West Coast tip
Pop and twist up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it

They thought I wasn't back, look at me now
Hoppin' out the same cherry 6 4 the red rag top down
I'm The Game, homie, call girl
She ain't home, she with Game,

Remember that, Dre? You passed me the
I lit the *** with it, now the world is my
Ridin' three-wheel 'til the *** scrapes
Turn Sunset into a Daytona race

Now watch it bounce, hit the
Let it bounce the police shut the strip down
When you hit the club, tell 'em you came me
We gon' up in the V.I.P.

It's a new day and if you knew Dre
homie, you would say I was the new Dre
Same Impala, different
Same ***, just a smoke

If I could fit the whole hood in the
Hop in the lowrider, as it got speakers in the back
I into a strip club
Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 that ***

If I can fit the world in the club
Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on that West tip
Pop bottles and up
up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath