Let's Ride

[ti:Let's Ride] [ar:Game] [al:Doctor's Advocate] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Artist：the game Songs Title：let＇s ride Pull the rag off the six-fo＇ Hit the switch show niggas 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 begin These other rap niggas so far behind they can taste my rims Shit let the chronic burn as the daytons spin It ain＇t been this much drama since I first heard Eminem In the club poppin＇ X pills like M & Ms Call it Dre day we celebratin＇ bitch bring a friend Bottles on me tell the waiter to order another round And put that cheap-ass hypnotic down （Put your ＇cris up ） If you feel the same way Who got ＇em hittin＇ switches NY to LA （If I could fit the whole hood in the club） Hop in the low-rider ＇long as it got bitches in the back （I turn it into a strip-club） Call it a lap-dance when the six-fo＇ bounce that ass （If I could fit the hole 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 call it 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 protg of the D R E Take a picture with him and you gotta fuck me Then you gotta fuck Busta can＇t touch Eve Got sumthin on my waist say 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 niggas start fighting in the club Ain＇t nothing but a g-thing baby it＇s a g-thing 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 （If I could fit the whole hood in the club） Hop in the low-rider long as it got bitches in the back （I turn it into a strip-club） Call it a lap-dance when the six-fo＇ bounce that ass （If I could fit the hole 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 call it Aftermath Niggaz thought I wasn＇t coming back Look at me now Hoppin＇ out the same Cherry six-fo＇ 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 Ridin＇ three-wheel motion ＇till the ass scrapes Turn sunset into a motherfucking drag-race Now watch it bounce Hit the switch let it bounce till the police shut the shit down When you hit the club） Tell ＇em you came with me （We gonna twist up） In the V I P 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 （If I could fit the whole hood in the club） Hop in the low-rider long as it got bitches in the back （I turn it into a strip-club） Call it a lap-dance when the six-fo＇ bounce that ass （If I could fit the hole 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 call it Aftermath