ฟังเพลงRidin' (In the Style of Chamillionaire) (Instrumental Only)

Ridin' (In the Style of Chamillionaire) (Instrumental Only) - ProSource Karaoke (专业卡拉ok)

They see me rollin', they hatin' patjrollin'

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 swingin'

They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty

Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, try and catch me ridin dirty

Grindin' to see if they can see me lean

I'm tense, so it ain't easy to be seen

When you see me ride by they can see these gleam

And my shine on the deck and the TV screen

Now ridin with a new chick, she like, "Hold up"

Next to the Playstation controlla

It's a full clip and my pistolla, send a jacker into a coma

Girl you ain't know I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone

Just tryin' bone, ain't tryin' have no babies

Ride clean as hell, so I pull in ladies

Laws on patrol and you know they hate me

Music turned up all the way to the maximum

I got speakers, some *z tryin' jack for some

But we packin' somethin' and what we have for um

We'll have a ni**a locked up in a maximum, security cell

I'm grippin' oak , music loud and I'm tippin' slow

Twins steady twistin' like, 'Hit this dough'

D's behind and it's in re-throwed

Windows down, gotta stop pollution

City change just like, "Who is that producin'?"

That's 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 swingin'

They hopin' that they gone 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've been and smokin', holy sh*t 'cause I really can't focus

I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this

Big ole Excursion just swerve'n, all up in the curb'n

A ni**a be sippin' on the Hennessey and the Gin again

It's in again we in the wind

Don't wanna hold up while I puff on the blunt

I roll another one up, and leave it like

We ain't givin' a f**k, I got a blunt up in my right hand

40 0z. in my lap, freezin' my balls

Rollin' up a tree, green leaves and all

Comin' pretty deep me and my dogs

Yo' I gotta hit the back streets

Wanted by the six-five and 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, "F**k '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

Wonder if you want ni**a it poppin' dog

Ready or not, we 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 swingin'

They hopin' that they gone 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

You wouldn't think it so, I tried to let cha go

Turn on my blanker light, and then I swang it slow

And they upset for fa sho' 'cause they think they know

That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro'

So they get behind me, tryin' to take my tags

Look in my rear view and they smilin'

Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin'

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'll try to come up fast

Bein' the balla that I am, I'm talk to them not givin' a

Damn about them not feelin' my attitude

When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty

Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood

Then I'll laugh at you then I'll have to cruise

Ya my number two on some old school DJ Screw

You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue

This is a message to the laws, tell 'em, "We hate you"

I could be tough tell 'em that they shoulda known

Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome

Bookin' my phone, findin' a chick I wanna bone

Like they couldn't stop me

I'm '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 swingin'

They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty

Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty,