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

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

Let the whole turn as the spin
It been this much drama 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 *** Hypnotiq down
Put Cris' up if you feel the same 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 into a club
Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 that ***

If I can fit the whole 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 ***, call it

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

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

That's my gangsta chick and like 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 you got hydraulics in your G-string
I'm with a different chick days a week
Hit the switch, watch it like a Scott Storch beat

If I fit the whole hood 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 bang my hits, me on West Coast tip
Pop and twist up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, it Aftermath

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

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

Now watch it bounce, hit the
Let it 'til the police 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
Same ***, just a different

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

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