Текст песни GAME, THE - Let's Ride
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Текст песни GAME, THE - Let's Ride
[Verse 1]Pull the rag off the 6-4Hit the switch, show niggaz how the shit goThe Game is back, the Aftermath chain is goneThe beef is chrome, the frame is black(So watch it lift up), till the motherfucker bounce and breakAnd knock both of the screws out the licence plate( )Let the games begin, these other rap niggaz so far behind meNigga taste my rims, let the chronic burn as the daten spinIt ain't been this much drama since I first heard EminemIn the club, poppin' X pills like M&MsCall it Dre day, we celebratin', bitch bring a friendBottles on me, tell the waiter to order another roundAnd put that cheap-ass hypnotic down(Put your Chris up), if you feel the same wayWho got a mill switches, everybody lets ride[Chorus]The After got the whole world in the clubHop in the low-rider, as long as it got bitches in the backI turn into a strip-clubCall it a lap-dance, when the 6-4 bounce that assThe After get the whole world in the clubTell the DJ to bang my shit, the west-coast in this bitchPop bottles and twist upRoll up chronic and hash, in a blunt called Aftermath[Verse 2]Somebody tell me where the drinks at, where the bitches atYou fucking on the first night, meet me in the backI got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaksMove bitch! who the fuck you think they came to see?The protege of the D.R.ETake a picture with him, and you gotta fuck meAnd you gotta fuck Busta, can't touch EveGot something on my waist and you can't touch EveThat's my gangsta bitch, and like Crips and BloodsI'm in the club on some gangsta shit(So nigga twist up), light another dubBitches get scared when niggaz start fighting in the clubAin't nothing but a G-thang, baby it's a G-thangBounce like you got hydraulics in your G-stringI fuck a different bitch seven days a weekHit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat[Chorus][Verse 3]Niggaz thought I wasnt coming back, look at me nowHoppin' out the same Cherry six-fo' with the motherfucking top downI'm The Game, nigga, call your bitch she ain't home, she with Game, niggaRemember that, Dre? You passed me the torchI lit the chronic with it, now the world is my ashtrayRidin' three-wheel motion 'till the ass scrapesTurn sunset into a motherfucking dragraceNow 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 gon' twist up), in the VIP