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  • Текст песни Chamillionaire - Ridin

    Исполнитель: Chamillionaire
    Название песни: Ridin
    Дата добавления: 29.05.2016 | 10:20:52
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    Тут расположен текст песни (слова песни) Chamillionaire - Ridin, перевод и видео (клип).
    They see me rollin
    They hatin
    Patrolling they 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

    [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
    Police think they can see me lean
    I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
    When you 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 is a full clip and my pistola
    Turn a jacker into a coma
    Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
    Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
    Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
    Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
    Music turned all the way up until 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 tippin slow
    Twist and twistin like hit this dough
    Pull up from behind and is in his throat
    Windows down gotta stop pollution
    CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
    This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
    Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
    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 swerving 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 puff on the blunt
    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 pretty deep, me and my do-jo
    I gotta get back to backstreets
    Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
    Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
    With no regards 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 you poppin dark
    Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
    Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
    Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
    A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drink and dro
    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 well keep tryin
    Cause they denyin is racial profiling
    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 try to come up fast
    And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving 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'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
    You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
    This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
    I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known
    Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome
    Bookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna bone
    Like they couldn't stop me I'mma 'bout to pull up at your home and it's on

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