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 chain is gone
The D's is chrome, the is black

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

Let the whole as the Dayton spin
It ain't been much drama since I first heard Eminem
'In Da Club', poppin' *** like
Call it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** a friend

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

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

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

Somebody tell me where the drinks at, the freaks at?
You lovin' on the night? Meet me in the back
I got a pound of and a gang of ***
***, you know who they 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 can't touch Eve'

That's my gangsta chick and Crips and Bloods
We in the on some gangsta tip
So homie, up, light another dub
Everybody high, ain't fightin' in the club

Nuthin' But A G Thang', baby, it's a G thang
Bounce you got hydraulics in your G-string
I'm with a different chick seven a week
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch

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

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

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

that, Dre? You passed me the torch
I lit the *** it, now the world is my ashtray
Ridin' three-wheel motion 'til the ***
Turn Sunset into a drag race

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

a new day and if you ever knew Dre
Then homie, you say I was the new Dre
Impala, different strokes
Same ***, just a different

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

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