Pull the rag off the 6 4   Hit the switch, show the whole world how it 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 lowrider bounce and break   And knock both of the screws out the license plate   So let the games begin   These other rappers so far behind me, they could taste my rims      Let the whole turn as the Dayton spin   It ain't been this much drama since I first heard Eminem   'In Da Club', poppin' *** like M&M's   Call it 'Dre Day', we celebratin', *** bring a friend      Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another round   And put that cheap *** Hypnotiq down   Put your Cris' up if you feel the same way   Who got a mill switches? Everybody      If I could fit the whole hood in the club   Hop in the lowrider, long as it got speakers in the back   I turn into a strip club   Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 bounce that ***      If I can fit the whole world in the club   Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on that West Coast tip   Pop bottles and twist up   Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath      Somebody tell me where the drinks at, where the freaks at?   You lovin' on the first night? Meet me in the back   I got a pound of sticky and a gang of ***   Move ***, you know who they came to see?      The protégé of the D R E   Take a picture with him and you gotta touch me   Then you gotta touch Busta, can't touch Eve   Got somethin' on my waist, say 'You can't touch Eve'      That's my gangsta chick and like Crips and Bloods   We in the club on some gangsta tip   So homie, twist up, light another dub   Everybody high, ain't nobody fightin' in the club      'Ain't Nuthin' But A G Thang', baby, it's a G thang   Bounce like you got hydraulics in your G-string   I'm with a different chick 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 lowrider, long as it got speakers in the back   I turn into a strip club   Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 bounce that ***      If I can fit the whole world in the club   Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on that West Coast tip   Pop bottles and twist up   Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath      They thought I wasn't comin' back, look at me now   Hoppin' out the same cherry 6 4 with the red rag top down   I'm The Game, homie, call your girl   She ain't home, she with Game, homie      Remember that, Dre? You passed me the torch   I lit the *** with it, now the world is my ashtray   Ridin' three-wheel motion 'til the *** scrapes   Turn Sunset into a Daytona drag race      Now watch it bounce, hit the switch   Let it bounce 'til the police shut the strip down   When you hit the club, tell 'em you came with me   We gon' twist up in the V.I.P.      It's a new day and if you ever knew Dre   Then homie, you would say I was the new Dre   Same Impala, different strokes   Same ***, just a different smoke      If I could fit the whole hood in the club   Hop in the lowrider, long as it got speakers in the back   I turn into a strip club   Call it a lap dance, when the 6 4 bounce that ***      If I can fit the whole world in the club   Tell the DJ to bang my hits, me on that West Coast tip   Pop bottles and twist up   Roll up everythin' in a bag, get a ***, call it Aftermath