เนื้อเพลง Let's Ride - The Game

[Verse 1]
Pull the rag off the 6-4
Hit the switch, show n*ggaz how the sh*t go
The Game is back, the Aftermath chain is gone
The beef is chrome, the frame is black
(So watch it lift up), till the motherf*cker bounce and break
And knock both of the screws out the licence plate
Let the games begin, these other rap n*ggaz so far behind me
N*gga 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, poppin' X pills like M&Ms
Call it Dre day, we celebratin', b*tch 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 lets ride

[Chorus]
The After got the whole world in the club
Hop in the low-rider, as long as it got b*tches 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 sh*t, the west-coast in this b*tch
Pop bottles and twist up
Roll up chronic and hash, in a blunt called Aftermath

[Verse 2]
Somebody tell me where the drinks at, where the b*tches at
You f*cking on the first night, meet me in the back
I got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaks
Move b*tch! who the f*ck you think they came to see?
The protege of the D.R.E
Take a picture with him, and you gotta f*ck me
And you gotta f*ck Busta, can't touch Eve
Got something on my waist and you can't touch Eve
That's my gangsta b*tch, and like Crips and Bloods
I'm in the club on some gangsta sh*t
(So n*gga twist up), light another dub
B*tches get scared when n*ggaz 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 f*ck a different b*tch seven days a week
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
N*ggaz thought I wasnt coming back, look at me now
Hoppin' out the same Cherry six-fo' with the motherf*cking top down
I'm The Game, n*gga, call your b*tch she ain't home, she with Game, n*gga
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 motherf*cking dragrace
Now watch it bounce, hit the switch, let it bounce till the police shut the sh*t down
(When you hit the club), tell 'em you came with me
(We gon' twist up), in the VIP