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 is black

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

Let the whole as the Dayton spin
It been this much drama since I first heard Eminem
'In Da Club', poppin' *** M&M's
it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** bring a friend

Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another
And put that *** Hypnotiq down
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, 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 bang my hits, me on West Coast tip
Pop bottles and up
Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, it Aftermath

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 came to see?

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

That's my gangsta chick and like and Bloods
We in the club on some tip
So homie, twist up, another dub
Everybody high, ain't fightin' in the club

'Ain't Nuthin' But A G Thang', baby, it's a G
Bounce like you got hydraulics in G-string
I'm with a different chick seven a week
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch

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
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 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 cherry 6 4 with the red rag top
I'm The Game, homie, call girl
She ain't home, she Game, homie

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

Now it bounce, hit the switch
Let it bounce 'til the police shut the strip
you hit the club, tell 'em you came 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 whole 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 bounce ***

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