Let's Ride

歌詞

Pull the rag off the 6-4 Hit the switch show niggaz how the shit go The Game is back the Aftermath chain is gone The d's is chrome the frame is black So watch it lift up till the motherfucker bounce and break And knock both of the screws out the licence plate Let the games beging these other rap niggaz so far behind me Nigga taste my rims let the chronic burn as the daten spin It ain't been this much drama since I first heard Eminem In the club popping X pills like M&Ms Call it Dre day we celebrating bitch bring a friend Bottles on me tell the waiter to order another round And put that cheap-ass hypnotic down Put your Chris up if you feel the same way Who got a mill switches everybody let's ride The After got the whole world in the club Hop in the low-rider long as it got bitches in the back I turn into a strip-club Call it a lap-dance when the 6-4 bounce that ass The After get the whole world in the club Tell the DJ to bang my shit the west-coast in this bitch Pop bottles and twist up Roll up chronic and hash in a blunt called Aftermath Somebody tell me where the drinks at where the bitches at You fucking on the first night meet me in the back I got a pound of chronic and a gang of freaks Move bitch who the fuck you think they came to see The protege of the D.R.E Take a picture with him and you gotta fuck me And you gotta fuck Busta can't touch Eve Got something on my waist and you can't touch Eve That's my gangsta bitch and like Crips and Bloods I'm in the club on some gangsta shit So nigga twist up light another dub Bitches get scared when niggaz start fighting in the club Ain't nothing but a G-thang baby it's a G-thang Bounce like you got hydraulics in your G-string I fuck a different bitch seven days a week Hit the switch watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat The After got the whole world in the club Hop in the low-rider long as it got bitches in the back I turn into a strip-club Call it a lap-dance when the 6-4 bounce that ass The After get the whole world in the club Tell the DJ to bang my shit the west-coast in this bitch Pop bottles and twist up Roll up chronic and hash in a blunt called Aftermath Niggaz thought I wasn't coming back look at me now Hopping out the same Cherry six-four with the motherfucking top down I'm The Game nigga call your bitch she ain't home she with Game nigga Remember that Dre You passed me the torch I lit the chronic with it now the world is my ashtray Riding three-wheel motion till the ass scrapes Turn sunset into a motherfucking dragrace Now watch it bounce hit the switch let it bounce till the police shut the shit down When you hit the club tell them you came with me We gone twist up in the VIP It's a new day and if you ever knew Dre Motherfucker you would say I was the new Dre Same Impala different spokes Same chronic just a different smoke The After got the whole world in the club Hop in the low-rider long as it got bitches in the back I turn into a strip-club Call it a lap-dance when the 6-4 bounce that ass The After get the whole world in the club Tell the DJ to bang my shit the west-coast in this bitch Pop bottles and twist up Roll up chronic and hash in a blunt called Aftermath