Let Me Ride
Dr. Dre & Snoop Dog Lyrics


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Biatch

Eeh? W'appen nuh, baby?
You look good inna yuh car, eeh?
Longtime me ah watch you and me wan' chat to you
And you gwan like you nuh wan' chat to me
So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
Creepin' down the back street on D's
I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
No soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
And got sounds for the bitches
Clockin' all the riches, got the hollow points for the snitches
So won't you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree, a straight G
Hop back, as I pop my top, you trip
I let the hollow points commence to pop, pop, pop
Yeah, 'cause if it don't stop
I'll have to put my shit in reverse, go back and take another spot
'Cause I'm

Rollin' in my six-four
What all the niggas sayin'?

Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (what all the niggas sayin'?)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride

Just another motherfuckin' day for Dre, so I'll begin like this
No medallions, dreadlocks or black fists
It's just that gangsta glare with gangsta raps
That gangsta shit makes a gangs of snaps, uh
Word to the motherfuckin' streets
And word to these hyped-ass lyrics and dope beats
That I hit you with, that I get you with
As I groove in my four on D's, hittin' the switches
Bitches, relax, while I get my proper swerve on
Bumpin' like a muhfucker, ready to get my serve on
But before I hit the dope spot
Gotta get the chronic, the Rémy Martin and my soda pop
Now I'm smellin' like Indonesia
Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers
On my dick 'cause my four on hit
Pancake, front and back, side to side, and all that shit
So when I crawl, I comes correct
Now if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check, nigga
Now let the Chevrolet slide
As I dip and make a trip to the South side, yeah

Rollin' in my six-four
What all the bitches sayin'?

Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (hell yeah)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (what all the motherfuckin' bitches sayin'?)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (know what I'm sayin'?)
Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride

Check this out
The sun went down when I hit Slauson
On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin'
Checkin' my rearview 'cause niggas they will do
Jack moves, black fools 'cause I smack fools
Tryna set me up for a 211
Fuck around and get caught up in a 187
But I don't represent no gang bang
Some niggas like lynchin' but I just watch 'em hang
So on and so on, why don't you let me roll on?
I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
Didn't nobody wanna speak
Now everybody peepin' out they window
When they hear me beatin' up the street
Is it Dre? Is it Dre?
That's what they say every single motherfuckin' day
Yo, but I ain't trippin', I'm just kickin' it
While my D's keep spinnin' and these hoes keep grinnin' I'll be

Rollin' in my six-four
What everybody sayin'?

Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride (hell yeah)
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride (what everybody sayin'?)
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride (hell yeah)
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride
Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride




Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
And let me ride

Overall Meaning

"Let Me Ride" is a rap song performed by Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg from their 1992 debut studio album "The Chronic." The song tells the story of Dre's adventures while driving his lowrider Chevy Impala that has hydraulics installed in it. Dre reflects on his gangsta lifestyle and how he overcomes obstacles and adversaries on the streets. The chorus interpolates the classic gospel tune "Swing Down Sweet Chariot," and Snoop gives a sexually suggestive chant offering to ride with women in his car.


The song is musically influenced by G-funk, a sub-genre of West Coast hip-hop that emerged in the early '90s. The music features a prominent bassline, keyboard notes, and a sample of a Parliament-Funkadelic song "Mothership Connection (Star Child)."


Line by Line Meaning

Biatch
Referring to an individual with a disrespectful and derogatory tone


Eeh? W'appen nuh, baby?
Hey, what's happening? Can I have a conversation with you? I've been observing you for a while and I want to talk to you, but you seem uninterested in talking to me


You look good inna yuh car, eeh?
You appear attractive while sitting in your car, don't you?


Longtime me ah watch you and me wan' chat to you
I have been observing you for a long time and I desire to have a conversation with you


And gwan like you nuh wan' chat to me
And you're behaving as if you don't want to talk to me


So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
So, what's happening Dr. Dre? Can you explain what the hell is going on?


Creepin' down the back street on D's
Moving stealthily along the quiet streets in a lowrider vehicle


I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
I am prepared with a loaded Glock handgun as there are individuals who desire to possess what I have


No soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
Almost immediately after expressing that others covet my possessions, I attracted unwanted attention


By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
Confronted by an individual armed with a TEC-9 firearm, attempting to steal what I own


You wanna make noise? Make noise
If you wish to create a disturbance, then go ahead and do so


I make a phone call, my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
I can easily contact my associates, and they will arrive swiftly, resembling the notorious Gotti boys


Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
Lifeless corpses are frequently discovered on the street named Greenleaf


With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
These bodies have been decapitated, and let it be known that I am Dre, a person not to be trifled with


So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
Pay close attention to the detailed updates of events, occurring continuously


Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
Driving in my customized vehicle with sixteen different switches to control various aspects


And got sounds for the bitches
I possess an impressive audio system that is particularly appealing to women


Clockin' all the riches, got the hollow points for the snitches
Accumulating wealth while keeping a close eye on those who might betray me, and prepared with hollow point bullets for informants


So won't you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
I suggest you simply continue walking past me, as I am too formidable to confront


And no, this ain't Aerosmith
Let it be clear, this is not the musical style of Aerosmith


It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
It is none other than the notorious Dr. Dre from Compton


On a robbin' spree, a straight G
Engaged in a series of robberies, showcasing my true gangster nature


Hop back, as I pop my top, you trip
Step back, as I open the roof of my car and you become astounded


I let the hollow points commence to pop, pop, pop
I allow the hollow point bullets to start firing in rapid succession


Yeah, 'cause if it don't stop
Yes, because if the retaliation doesn't cease


I'll have to put my shit in reverse, go back and take another spot
I will have no choice but to retreat and find a different location to continue my activities


Rollin' in my six-four
Driving in my classic six-four Chevrolet Impala


What all the niggas sayin'?
What are the other individuals in my community saying?


Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (hell yeah)
Metaphorically requesting a higher power (sweet chariot) to stop and accept me, allowing me to progress successfully


Just another motherfuckin' day for Dre, so I'll begin like this
Just another typical day for Dr. Dre, and I will start by expressing myself in this manner


No medallions, dreadlocks or black fists
I don't need to wear flashy jewelry, have dreadlocks, or show my allegiance with raised black fists to command respect


It's just that gangsta glare with gangsta raps
It's simply the intense and intimidating gaze of a gangster paired with my gritty lyrics


That gangsta shit makes a gangs of snaps, uh
Such gangster content generates a lot of excitement and attention


Word to the motherfuckin' streets
Acknowledging and paying respect to the streets and its people


And word to these hyped-ass lyrics and dope beats
Also showing respect to the energetic and dynamic lyrics as well as the excellent musical beats


That I hit you with, that I get you with
That's the impact and effect that my lyrics and music have on you


As I groove in my four on D's, hittin' the switches
While smoothly driving in my car equipped with hydraulics, activating the switches to make the vehicle bounce


Bitches, relax, while I get my proper swerve on
Ladies, please calm down and enjoy the ride as I skillfully maneuver my car


Bumpin' like a muhfucker, ready to get my serve on
Playing music at high volume, ready to engage in my desired activities


But before I hit the dope spot
Before I arrive at the location where drugs are sold


Gotta get the chronic, the Rémy Martin and my soda pop
I need to obtain marijuana, Rémy Martin cognac, and my preferred soda pop for consumption


Now I'm smellin' like Indonesia
Now my aroma resembles that of Indonesian marijuana


Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers
Observing a group of attractive and promiscuous women at the bus stop


On my dick 'cause my four on hit
Attracted to me because of the attention-grabbing appearance of my car


Pancake, front and back, side to side, and all that shit
Lowering and raising each corner of the car individually, creating a bouncing motion, and executing various other maneuvers


So when I crawl, I comes correct
Therefore, when I drive at a slow speed, I do so confidently and with precision


Now if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check, nigga
If your woman is interested in me and involved in my affairs, it's your responsibility to address that situation, my friend


Now let the Chevrolet slide
Allow the Chevrolet car to smoothly move forward


As I dip and make a trip to the South side, yeah
As I drive and venture to the neighborhood located in the southern part of the city


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


The sun went down when I hit Slauson
It became nighttime when I arrived on Slauson Avenue


On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin'
Heading towards the area with various entertainment venues, now displaying my success confidently


Checkin' my rearview 'cause niggas they will do
Continuously monitoring my rearview mirror, as there are individuals who might engage in criminal activities


Jack moves, black fools 'cause I smack fools
Potential robbery attempts by foolish individuals, but I am not to be trifled with and will retaliate quickly


Tryna set me up for a 211
Attempting to deceive and arrange a robbery against me


Fuck around and get caught up in a 187
If they continue with their actions, they might find themselves involved in a murder case


But I don't represent no gang bang
However, I am not affiliated with any specific gang or participate in gang-related activities


Some niggas like lynchin' but I just watch 'em hang
There are individuals who enjoy causing harm, but I'm content with observing their eventual downfall


So on and so on, why don't you let me roll on?
And so the story continues, why don't you allow me to continue my journey?


I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
I reminisce about the past when I had to casually walk around the neighborhood


Didn't nobody wanna speak
At that time, nobody wanted to communicate or interact with me


Now everybody peepin' out they window
But now, everyone is curious and observing me from their windows


When they hear me beatin' up the street
As they hear the loud music coming from my car, vibrating through the streets


Is it Dre? Is it Dre?
Is it Dr. Dre? Is that who they hear?


That's what they say every single motherfuckin' day
That is the consistent statement made by individuals every single day


Yo, but I ain't trippin', I'm just kickin' it
But I'm not bothered by it, I'm simply relaxing and enjoying myself


While my D's keep spinnin' and these hoes keep grinnin' I'll be
As my wheels continue to rotate and the women keep smiling, I will remain in this enjoyable state


What all the bitches sayin'?
What are the other women saying?


Check this out
Listen to this


The sun went down, smog came out
As the day turned into night, the smog in the air became visible


Where I hit Western, sits the envious known
When I arrived on Western Avenue, there are individuals who are jealous and notorious


But I ain't sippin', fuck that shit
However, I don't concern myself with their negativity, I disregard it


The police already know it's a Black thing
The police are already aware that this situation involves black individuals


So they're watchin' every car, includin' mine
Therefore, they are closely monitoring every vehicle on the street, including mine


But I'mma continue flossin' in my ride
Nevertheless, I will continue displaying my success while driving in my car


I can't be stopped, G
I am unstoppable, my friend


Continue to Rock On, and don't stop the beat
Persevere and maintain a steady rhythm, don't stop the music


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride (hell yeah)
Allow me to progress successfully


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride (what everybody sayin'?)
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride (hell yeah)
Allow me to progress successfully


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride (know what I'm sayin'?)
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride (hell yeah)
Allow me to progress successfully


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride
And let me continue with my journey


Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Symbolically requesting divine intervention to come down and pause, granting me an opportunity to advance


And let me ride
And let me continue with my journey




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Eric Collins, George Clinton, Bernie Worrell, William Earl Collins

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If you're still listening to this in 2024 you earned legendary OG status ... congrats ...

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Unlocked.

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Dr. Dre's The Chronic is a timeless classic hip-hop album

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Finally!!!!!! The Chronic is back on YouTube and Spotify.

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