Lyrics Let's Ride - The Game
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)
'Til
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\u0026Ms
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
sit
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,
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
protégé
of
the
D-R-E
You
take
a
picture
with
him,
and
you
gotta
fuck
me
And
you
gotta
fuck
Busta,
can't
touch
Eve
Got
something
in
my
waist
that
you
can't
touch
either
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
sit
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,
call
it
Aftermath
Niggas
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
'til
the
ass
scrapes
Turn
sunset
into
a
motherfucking
drag-race
Now
watch
it
bounce
Hit
the
switch,
let
it
bounce
'til
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
sit
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,
call
it
Aftermath
![The Game - Doctor's Advocate](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/b/j/z/e/k_VxnNezjB.jpg)
1 Let's Ride
2 Remedy
3 It's Okay (One Blood)
4 It's Okay (One Blood)
5 Da Shit
6 Lookin At You
7 Too Much
8 Why You Hate the Game
9 Bang
10 California Vacation
11 Ol' English
12 Doctor's Advocate
13 One Night
14 Too Much
15 Scream On Em
16 Around the World
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