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 is gone
The D's is chrome, the frame is

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

Let the turn as the Dayton spin
It ain't been this much drama since I first Eminem
'In Da Club', *** like M&M's
Call it Day', we celebratin', *** bring a friend

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

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

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 in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath

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

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

That's my chick and like Crips and Bloods
We in the on some gangsta tip
So homie, up, light another dub
Everybody high, nobody fightin' in the club

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

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

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

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

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

Now it bounce, hit the switch
Let it bounce 'til the police shut the down
When you hit the club, 'em you came with 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
Same Impala, strokes
Same ***, just a different

If I fit the whole 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
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