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  • Трек: Ridin'
  • Исполнитель (артист): Chamilionaire
  • Длительность 4:07
  • Формат: mp3
  • Битрейт: 320kbps

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  • Текст песни "Chamilionaire - Ridin' "

    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna to catch me ridin dirty) X 4
    My music so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna catch me ridin dirty) X 4

    [Chamillionaire]
    Nigga's see if they can see me lean
    Im tint so it ain't easy to be seen
    For me to see me ride by
    They can see the gleem
    And my shine on the deck and tv screen
    Riding with a new chick she like hold up
    Next to the playstation controlla
    Theres a full clip in my pistola
    Send the jacka into a coma
    Girl yeen know I'm crazy like krazie bone
    Just tryna bone ain't trying to have no babies
    Ride clean as hell I pull in ladies
    Laws on patrol and you know they hate me
    Music turned all the way up and to the maximum
    I can speak for some niggas try to jack for some
    But we packing something that we have for um...
    Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
    Security cell
    I'm grippin oak
    Music loud and I'm tippin slow
    Twins steady twisting like hit this doe
    Police pull up right behind and it's in his throught
    Windows down gotta stop pollution
    City change
    Niggas like who is dat producin
    Thats the Play N Skillz when we out and cruisin
    Got warrants in every city except Houston
    But I still ain't losin

    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4
    My music so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4

    [Krayzie Bone]
    I been drinkin n smokin', holy shit
    Cause I really can't focus
    I got to get that home befo' the po-po scope this
    Big ol' escurgian, swervin, all up on the curb and
    Nigga been sippin on that hennesy and that gin again
    That sin again we in to win
    Doing the under while I puff on the blunt
    And roll another one up
    We living like we ain't givin a fuck
    I got blunt up in my right hand, 40 oz in my left
    Breeze in my ballz
    Want another tree, green leaves and all
    Commin preppy d? me and my dawgs
    Yo, I got to hit the back streets
    Wondering about dat 6pds that I got heat
    glock-glock shots to the block
    we creep-creep, pop-pop
    Hope cops don't see me, on the low key
    With no regard for the law, we dodge em like fuck em all
    But I won't be caught up and brought up on charges for none of ya'll
    Keep a gun in car
    And a blunt to sparr
    Rolled up if you want
    Now get a poppin dawg
    Ready or not we bust shots off in the air
    Krazie Bone and Chamillionare

    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4
    My music so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
    (tryna catch me riding dirty) X 4

    [Chamillionaire]
    So would you like if so
    I try to let you go
    Turn on my blinker light
    And then I swang it slow
    And they upset fo sho
    Cause they think the know
    That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
    So they get behind me to try to check my tags
    Look in my rear view and they smilin'
    Thinkin they'll catch me in the wrong, and keep tryin
    Bitch steady denyin that it's racial profilin
    Houston Texas, you can check my tags
    Pull me over try to check my slab
    Glove compartment gotta get my cash
    Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
    And being the balla that I am
    I talk to them
    Giving a damn about them
    Not feeling my additudes
    And when they realize
    That I ain't even ridin dirty
    Bitch you be leaving in with an even madder mood
    And I'm a laugh at you
    And then I have to cruse
    Your a number 2 on some old dj screw
    You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
    This is a message to the law
    Tell em "we hate you"
    I can't be touched
    And