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Let Me Ride (Featuring RBX & Snoop Dogg)

Creepin' down the back street on these

I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these

Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated

By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine

You want to make noise, make noise

I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys

Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf

With their fucking heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre

So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day

Rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches

And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the riches

Got the hollow points for the snitches

So would you just walk on by, 'cause I'm too hard to lift

And no this ain't Aerosmith

It's the motherfucking D-R-E, from the CPT

On a robbin' spree, a straight G

Hop back as I pop my top ya trip

I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP

Yeah, 'cause if it don't stop

I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers stop

'Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')

With all the niggas sayingSwing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Hell yeah

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

With all the niggas saying

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Hell yeah

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me rideJust another motherfucking day for Dre so I begin like this

No medallions, dreadlocks, or black fists it's just

That gangster glare, with gangster raps

That gangster shit, that makes the gang of snaps,

Word to the motherfucking streets

And word to these hyped ass lyrics and dope beats, that I

Hit ya with that I, get ya with

As I groove in my four on these, hitting the switches

Bitches relax while I get my proper swerve on

Bumping like a motherfucker ready to get my serve on

But before I hit the dope spot

I gotta get the chronic, the Reme Martin and my soda pop

Now I'm smelling like indo-nesia

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 a nigga trip to the south side, yeah

(Rollin in my six-fo') with all the bitches sayin'Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Hell yeah

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

With 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 rideCheck this out

The sun went down when I hit Slausson

On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossing

Checking my rear view, cause niggas they will do

Jack moves, black fools cause I smack fools

Try to set me up for a two-eleven

Fuck around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven

But I don't represent no gangbang

Some niggas like lynching but I just watch them 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

Peeping out they windows when they hear me beating up the streets

Is it Dre? Is it Dre?

That's what they say, every single motherfucking day, yo

But I ain't tripping I'm just kicking it

While my D's keep spinning and these hoes keep grinning I'll be

(Rollin in my six-fo') With everybody sayingSwing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Hell yeah

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

With everybody sayin'

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Hell yeah

Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride

Songwriters

RALPH MIDDLEBROOKS, JAMES L. WILLIAMS, MARSHALL JONES, LEROY BONNER, CLARENCE SATCHELL, WILLIE BECK, MARVIN PIERCE, GEORGE CLINTON, BERNARD WORRELL, WILLIAM EARL COLLINS, WILLIAM ROBERTS, MAURICE YOUNGPublished by

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