Let Me Ride
Dr.Dre Ft Snoop Dogg Lyrics

Creepin' down the back street on these
I'm driving down the street carefully and sneakily

I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
I have my gun ready because people may try to steal from me

Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
As soon as I said that, someone started bothering me

By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine
Someone with a gun is trying to steal from me

You want to make noise, make noise
If you want to cause trouble, go ahead and do it

I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
I can call my friends and they'll come help me, like the gangsters in the Gotti family

Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
People are being killed and left on Greenleaf street

With their fucking heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre
The victims are being killed in a brutal way, and I'm the one behind it

So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
Pay attention to what's happening every step of the way

Rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches
I'm driving my car and it has 16 different ways to adjust the ride height

And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the riches
My car's music is great for attracting women and I'm making a lot of money

Got the hollow points for the snitches
I have ammunition designed to kill those who tell on me to the police

So would you just walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift
Don't even bother trying to mess with me, I'm too tough for you

And no this ain't Aerosmith
This isn't a soft rock song like an Aerosmith song

It's the motherfucking D-R-E, from the CPT
It's me, Dr. Dre, from Compton, California

On a robbin' spree, a straight G
I'm stealing things and causing trouble, just like a gangster

Hop back as I pop my top ya trip
Watch out as I open my car's sunroof and show off

I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP
I'm shooting my gun and trying to kill someone

Yeah, 'cause if it don't stop
I'll keep shooting until I hit my target

I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers stop
If I don't succeed, I'll go back and try again

'Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')
Because I'm driving a 1964 Chevy Impala

With all the niggas saying Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Everyone likes my car and wants to ride in it

Just another motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like this
This is a normal day for me, and I'm starting my rapping like usual

No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just
I don't have any flashy jewelry, hairstyle, or black power symbols on me

That gangster glare, with gangster raps
I'm giving a tough look and rapping about gangster topics

That gangster shit, that makes the gang of snaps,
My gangster style is popular and makes people snap their fingers along to the beat

Word to the motherfucking streets
I'm speaking the truth about the street life and everyone knows it

And word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, that I
I'm also talking about how great my lyrics and music are

Hit ya with that I, get ya with
I'm hitting you with my music and it's really good

As I groove in my four on these, hitting the switches
I'm driving my car and adjusting the suspension while enjoying the ride

Bitches relax while I get my proper swerve on
Women should calm down and enjoy the ride while I do my thing

Bumping like a motherfucker ready to get my serve on
The music is loud and I'm ready to enjoy myself

But before I hit the dope spot
But before I go to the drug dealer's place

I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my soda pop
I need to buy some weed, cognac, and soda before I go

Now I'm smelling like indo-nesia
Now I'm smelling like potent weed from Indonesia

Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers
There are many attractive women at the bus stop

On my dick, cause my four on hit
Women are interested in me because of my car and music

Pancake front and back, side to side and all that shit
My car is lowered and adjusted to be smooth riding and stylish

So when I crawl I comes correct
When I'm driving slowly, I'm doing it in a stylish way

Now, if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check nigga
If your girlfriend is talking to me, you need to control her, not me

Now let the Chevrolet slide
Now let my car smoothly move along the road

As I dip a nigga trip to the south side, yeah
As I go on a drive to the south side of town

'Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')
Because I'm still driving my Chevy Impala

With all the bitches sayin' Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
Everyone wants to ride in my car because it's so cool

Check this out
Listen to what I'm about to say

The sun went down when I hit Slausson
It was dark outside when I got to Slausson street

On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossing
I'm headed to the place where people show off their cars, and I'm showing mine off

Checking my rear view, cause niggas they will do
I'm watching behind me because people may try to steal from me

Jack moves, black fools cause I smack fools
I'm prepared to fight or hurt those who try to rob me

Try to set me up for a two-eleven
They are trying to rob me, and 'two-eleven' is police code for robbery

Fuck around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven
If they mess with me, they may get killed ('one-eight-seven' is code for murder)

But I don't represent no gangbang
I'm not part of a gang or trying to fight over territory

Some niggas like lynching but I just watch them hang
Other people like to harm black people, but I just watch without taking part

So on, and so-on, why don't you let me roll on
I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing, so why not let me?

I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
I remember when I had to walk around because I didn't have a car

Didn't nobody wanna speak, now everybody Peeping out they windows when they hear me beating up the streets
Nobody used to talk to me, but now everyone is watching me drive by and listen to my music

Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say, every single motherfucking day, yo
People are always wondering if it's me driving by and listening to my music

But I ain't tripping I'm just kicking it
I'm not worried about it, I'm just relaxing

While my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be
My car's wheels keep turning and women keep smiling at me while I keep on driving

'Rollin in my six-fo') With everybody saying Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride
I'm still driving my Chevy Impala, and everyone still wants to ride in it