Testo Let's Ride - Game
Testo della canzone Let's Ride (Game), tratta dall'album Live In Copenhagen ('06)
Aight, let's ride
Check, yo
Pull the rag off the six-four
Hit the switch, show the whole world how it go
The Game is back, the Aftermath chain is gone
The Ds is chrome, the frame is black, so watch it
Yeah, 'til the lowrider bounce and break
Knock both of the screws out the license plate
Let the games begin
These other rappers so far behind they could taste my rims
Let the weed burn as the Daytons spin
It ain't been this much drama since I first heard "In My Lez"
In the club poppin' X pills like "Pillz"
Call it Dre Day, we celebratin', bitch, bring a friend
Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another round
Put that cheap-ass Hypnotic down
Put your glasses up if you feel the same way
Who got 'em hittin' switches like Dr. Dre?
Go 'head, get in the club, hop in the lowrider
Long as you got speakers in the back, you can turn into a stripper
Club, call it a lap dance when the six-four bounce that ass
Hit the whole world in the club, tell the DJ to bang my hits
We on that West Coast shit, put your glasses down
We thuggin' in the back, get a blunt, smoke that Aftermath
Somebody tell me where the bitches at, where the freaks at?
You fuckin' on the first night, meet me in the back
I got a pound of sticky and a gang of heat
Move, bitch, you know who they came to see
Protégé of the D.R.E
Take a picture with him, you gotta fuck me
Then you gotta fuck Busta, can't touch E
Got somethin' on my waist that you can't touch
That's my gangsta bitch
And like Crips and Bloods, I'm in the club on that gangsta tip
So homie, twist up, light another dub
Everybody high, ain't nobody fightin' in the club
Nothin' but a G thang, bitch, it's a G thang
Bounce, you got hydraulics in your G-string
I fuck a different bitch seven days a week
Hit the switch, let 'em bounce like it's Scott Storch's feet
Go 'head, get in the club, hop in the lowrider
Long as you got speakers in the back, you can turn into a stripper
Club, call it a lap dance when the six-four bounce that ass
Hit the whole world in the club, tell the DJ to bang my hits
We on that West Coast shit, put your glasses down
We thuggin' in the back, get a blunt, smoke that Aftermath
They thought I wasn't comin' back, look at me now
Hoppin' out the same Cherry six-four with the red ragtop down
I'm The Game, bitch
Call your girl, she ain't home, she with Game, bitch
'Member that, Dre? Pass me the torch
I lit the blunt with it, now the world is my ashtray
Ride the three-wheel, motion 'til the ass scrape
Turn Copenhagen into a motherfuckin' drag race
Now watch it bounce
Hit the switch, let it bounce 'til the police shut the shit down
When you get in the club, tell 'em you came with me
We gon' twist up in the V.I.P
Check, it's a new day
And if you ever knew Dre, motherfucker
You would say I was the new Dre
Same Impala, different stroke
Same green, just with different spokes, what up?
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Jayceon Taylor
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