Luyện nghe bài hát Let's ride

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

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

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

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

If I could fit the whole in the club
Hop in the lowrider, as it got speakers in the back
I turn into a club
it a lap dance, when the 6 4 bounce 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
up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath

Somebody tell me where the drinks at, the freaks at?
You on the first night? Meet me in the back
I got a pound of sticky and a of ***
***, you know who they came to see?

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

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

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

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

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, your girl
She ain't home, she with Game,

Remember that, You passed me the torch
I lit the *** it, now the world is my ashtray
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, 'em you came with me
We twist 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 ***, a different smoke

If I could fit the 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 bounce ***

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 ***, it Aftermath