Chamillionaire – Ridin’ ft. Krayzie Bone

Download clean vinyl LP CD mp3 free audio song by Chamillionaire and this music is titled “Ridin’ ft. Krayzie Bone”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled ‘The Sound Of Revenge’ and it was released in the year 2005.

 

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They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling 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’s so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin that they gonna 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

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 as hell so I pull in ladies

Laws on patrolling and 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

Twin steady twistin’ like hit this dough

Police pull up right behind and it’s in his throat

Windows down gotta stop pollution

Cd’s change niggas like who is that producing?

This the Play-N-Skills when we out and cruisin’

Got warrants in every city except Houston, but I’m still ain’t losin’

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling 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’s so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they gonna 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

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 dogs

I gotta get 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

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling 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’s so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they gonna 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 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 rear-view and they smilin’

Thinkin’ they’ll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin’

‘Cause they denyin’ that it’s 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 and 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’m about to pull up at your home and it’s on

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling 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’s so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they gonna 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

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling 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’s so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they gonna 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

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