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    chamillionaire-ridin dirty(video)

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    ibrahimovic7

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    Vincent Boyer
    fun cool
    Par Vincent BoyerIl y a 9 ans
    Raimundos
    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin'
    And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    My music so loud;
    I'm swangin'.
    They hopin'
    That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

    Police think they can see me lean;
    I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen.
    For me to see me ride by, they can see the glean
    And my shine on the deck and the TV screen.
    Ride with a new chick, she like "Hold up."
    Next to the Playstation controller
    There's a full clip in my pistola;
    send a jacker into a coma.
    Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone;
    Just tryin' to make you horny, ain't tryin' to have no babies.
    Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies.
    Law's on patrol; you know they hate me.
    Music turned all the way up and to the maximum;
    I can speak for some niggas tryin' to jack for some.
    But we packin' somethin' that we have
    And, 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 twistin' like hit this dough;
    Police Pull up from behind and im sittin low.
    Windows down, gotta stop pollution.
    CDs change; niggas like "Who is that producin'?"
    This 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 tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    My music so loud;
    I'm swangin'.
    They hopin'
    That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

    I been drinkin' and smokin'; holdin' shit
    'Cause a brother can't focus.
    I gotta get to home 'fore the po-po's scope
    This big ol Excursion
    Swervin',
    All up in the curve, man.
    Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey
    And the gin again
    Is in again;
    We in the wind.
    Doin' a hundred while I come from the block
    And rollin another one up;
    We livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck.
    I got a revolver in my right hand;
    40 oz on my lap, freezing my balls
    Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all.
    Comin' up pretty deep, me and my do-jo.
    I gotta get to backstreets;
    Wanted by the six-pounds
    And I got heat.
    shots to the block;
    We creep-creep. Pop-pop.
    Hope cops don't see me;
    On a low key.
    With no regard for the law,
    We dodge 'em like fuck-'em-all.
    But I won't get caught up
    And brought up
    On charges for none of y'all.
    Keep a gun in car
    And a blunt to spark,
    But, well, if you want,
    Nigga,poppin'you dark.
    Ready or not, we gon' bust shots off in the air
    Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire.

    They see me rollin';
    They hatin'.
    Patrollin'
    And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    My music so loud;
    I'm swangin'.
    They hopin'
    That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

    Do what you thinkin' so,
    I tried to let you go.
    Turn on my blinker light
    And then I swang it slow.
    And they upset for sure
    'Cause they think they know
    That they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin' drough.
    So they get behind me,
    Tryin' to check my tags.
    Look at my rearview and they smilin',
    Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong; keep tryin'
    steady denyin' it's racial profilin'.
    Houston, TX, you can check my tags;
    Pull me over, try to check my slab.
    Glove compartment, gotta get my cash
    'Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast.
    And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them,
    Givin' a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude.
    When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
    Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood.
    I'ma laugh at you
    And then I have to cruise.
    You're a number two
    On some old DJ Screw.
    You can't arrest me plus you can't sue.
    This a message to the law; tells 'em "We hate you."
    I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known.
    Tippin' down; I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome.
    Bookin' my phone; findin' a chick I wanna bone.
    Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home
    And it's on.

    They see me rollin';
    They hatin'.
    Patrollin'
    And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    My music so loud;
    I'm swangin'.
    They hopin'
    That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
    Par RaimundosIl y a 9 ans
    luke goldie
    wicked man da best
    Par luke goldieIl y a 10 ans
    Itachi Uchiwa
    envoie la moi gunshot9711@hotmail.fr
    Par Itachi UchiwaIl y a 10 ans
    desai
    awesome
    Par desaiIl y a 10 ans