Luyện nghe bài hát Let's ride

the rag off the 6 4
Hit the switch, show the 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 both of the screws out the license plate
So let the games
These other rappers so far behind me, they taste my rims

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Ain't 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 days a
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott beat

If I could fit the hood in the club
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 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

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

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

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

It's a new day and if you knew Dre
Then homie, you 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, 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 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