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

So watch it lift up the lowrider bounce and break
And knock both of the screws out the license
So let the games
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' *** like
it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** bring a friend

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

If I could fit the whole hood in the
Hop in the lowrider, long as it got speakers in the
I turn a strip club
Call it a lap dance, 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 and twist up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it

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

The of the D R E
Take a with him and you gotta touch me
Then you gotta touch Busta, touch Eve
Got somethin' on my waist, say 'You touch Eve'

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

'Ain't But A G Thang', baby, it's a G thang
like you got hydraulics in your G-string
I'm with a different seven days a week
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Storch beat

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
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

They thought I wasn't back, look at me now
Hoppin' out the cherry 6 4 with the red rag top down
I'm The Game, homie, call 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 'til the *** scrapes
Turn into a Daytona 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 with me
We gon' up in the V.I.P.

a new day and if you ever knew Dre
Then homie, you say I was the new Dre
Same Impala, strokes
***, just 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 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 West Coast tip
Pop bottles and up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, it Aftermath