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

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

Let the whole turn as the Dayton
It ain't been this much drama I first heard Eminem
'In Da Club', poppin' *** M&M's
Call it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** bring a

Bottles on me, tell the to order another round
And put that *** Hypnotiq down
Put your up if you feel the same way
Who got a mill switches?

If I could fit the whole in the club
Hop in the lowrider, as it got speakers in the back
I into a strip club
Call it a lap dance, the 6 4 bounce 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
up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath

Somebody tell me where the at, where the freaks at?
You lovin' on the first night? 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
a picture with him and you gotta touch me
Then you 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 gangsta tip
So homie, up, light another dub
Everybody high, ain't nobody fightin' in the

'Ain't Nuthin' But A G Thang', baby, it's a G
Bounce like you got hydraulics in your
I'm with a 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, 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 world in the
Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on West Coast tip
Pop and twist up
up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath

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

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

Now it bounce, hit the switch
Let it bounce 'til the police the strip down
When you hit the club, tell 'em you came 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, different
Same ***, a different smoke

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
it a lap dance, when 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
Roll up in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath