Let's Ride
Game And Biggie Lyrics

Pull the rag off the six-fo'
Uncover the convertible top on my low-rider car.

Hit the switch, show niggas how the shit go
Activate the hydraulics and impress others with the car's movement.

The Game is back, the Aftermath chain is gone
After leaving the record label Aftermath, The Game is making a comeback on his own terms.

The D's is chrome, the frame is black
The car's rims are shiny and the rest of the car is black.

(So watch it lift up)
Be ready for the car to jump up and down.

Till the motherfucker bounce and break
Keep making the car jump until it can't handle it anymore.

And knock both of the screws out the licence plate
Make the car jump so hard that the screws on the license plate fall out.

Let the games begin
Let the fun and excitement start.

These other rap niggas so far behind me, go taste my rims
I am ahead of other rappers and they can't catch up to me. They should just admire my car's rims.

Shit, let the chronic burn as the Daytons spin
Let's smoke marijuana while the car wheels spin.

It ain't been this much drama since I first heard Eminem
There hasn't been this much excitement since Eminem's rise to fame.

In the club, poppin' X pills like M & Ms
Taking ecstasy pills like they're candy while at a club.

Call it Dre day, we celebratin', bitch bring a friend
We're celebrating the success of Dr. Dre and inviting others to join us.

Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another round
I have enough money to buy drinks for myself and others.

And put that cheap-ass hypnotic down
Don't drink cheap alcohol like hypnotic when better options are available.

(Put your 'cris up!)
Raise your glasses filled with Cristal champagne.

If you feel the same way
If you're enjoying yourself just as much as I am.

Who got 'em hittin' switches NY to LA
Who else is making their low-rider car jump besides me, from New York to Los Angeles?

(If I could fit the whole hood in the club)
If the entire neighborhood could fit inside the club.

Hop in the low-rider, long as you got bitches in the back
Get in my car as long as there are women in the back seat.

(I turn it into a strip-club)
I can make the car feel like a strip club thanks to the hydraulics.

Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass
When the car bounces, it's like the women in the back seat are giving a lap dance.

(If I could fit the hole world in the club)
If the entire world could fit inside the club.

Tell the DJ to bang my shit, the west-coast in this bitch
Ask the DJ to play my music and represent the West Coast.

(Pop bottles and twist up)
Open bottles of alcohol and smoke marijuana.

Roll up chronic and hash
Prepare marijuana and hash for smoking.

In a blunt, call it Aftermath
Smoke marijuana and hash mixed in a blunt, referencing Dr. Dre's record label Aftermath.

Somebody tell me where the drinks at
Can someone please tell me where the alcohol is located?

Where the bitches at
Where are the attractive women?

You fucking on the first night, meet me in the back
If you're willing to have sex on the first night, come meet me in the back of the club.

I got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaks
I have a lot of marijuana and many women who are eager to have sex.

Move bitch! Who the fuck you think they came to see?
Get out of the way so that others can get a better view of me and my crew.

The protégé of the D R E
Dr. Dre is my mentor.

You take a picture with him, and you gotta fuck me
If you take a picture with Dr. Dre, you also have to have sex with me.

And you gotta fuck Busta, can't touch Eve
If you're going to have sex with someone in our crew, it can't be Eve but Busta Rhymes is an option.

Got something in my waist that you can't touch either
I have a gun in my waistband that you can't access either.

That's — my gangsta bitch, and like Crips and Bloods
The gun belongs to my tough, fearless girlfriend and is part of our gang like Crips and Bloods.

I'm in the club on some gangsta shit
I'm at the club being tough and intimidating.

(So nigga twist up)
Roll up some marijuana and smoke it.

Light another dub
Smoke another marijuana joint.

Bitches get scared when niggas start fighting in the club
Women become frightened when men start fighting inside the club.

Ain't nothing but a g-thing, baby it's a g-thing
It's all about being a gangster, baby. It's just how we roll.

Bounce like you got hydraulics in your g-string
Move your body like you're in a low-rider car thanks to the hydraulics.

I fuck a different bitch seven days a week
I have sex with a different woman every day of the week.

Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat
Activate the car's hydraulics and admire how it bounces in a similar rhythm to Scott Storch's music beats.

(When you hit the club)
When you go to the club.

Tell 'em you came with me
Inform others that you're in my crew.

(We gonna twist up)
We're going to smoke marijuana.

In the V.I.P
In the VIP section of the club.

It's a new day, and if you ever knew Dre
It's a new era, and if you ever followed Dr. Dre.

Motherfucker, you would say I was the new Dre
You would say that I'm the new version of Dr. Dre.

Same Impala, different spokes
I'm still driving my same Chevrolet Impala but with different rims.

Same chronic, just a different smoke
I'm still smoking marijuana, but the strain may be different.