Ridin'

  • 專輯:Ridin' (feat. K!ddingboi)
  • 發行:2021-01-22
  • 原唱:艾瑞
字型
作詞:Chamillionaire,Krayzie Bone,Play-N-Skillz 作曲:Chamillionaire,Krayzie Bone,Play-N-Skillz

They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me riding dirty
Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
Next to the PlayStation controller
It'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 bone, ain't tryin' to have no babies
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Law's on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up into the maximum
I got speakers, some niggas trying to jack for some
But we packing somethin' and what we have for 'em
We'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum security cell
I'm grippin' oak, music loud and I'm tippin' slow
Twin's steady twisting like, "Hit this dough"
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Windows down, got to stop pollution
CD changes, niggas 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me riding dirty
I've been drinking and smoking
Holy shit, ‘cause I really can't focus
I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this
Big old Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb'n
A nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again
It's in again, we in the wind
Doing a hundred while I puff on a blunt
And roll another one up, we living like we ain't giving a fuck
I got a blunt up in my right hand
40-ounce in my lap freezing my balls
Roll another tree, green leaves and all
Coming pretty deep, me and my dogs
Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
Wondering about the six pounds 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: "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
Roll it up if you want, nigga, get 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me riding dirty
Now would you think it so? I tried to let you go
Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
And they upset for sho', ‘cause they think they know
That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
So they get behind me, trying to check my tags
Look in my rear view and they smiling
Thinking they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep trying
Steady denying that it's racial profiling
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
And being the baller that I am, I talk to them giving a
Damn about them not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Bet you'll be leaving with an even madder mood
I'ma laugh at you and then I'll have to cruise
Yeah, my #2 on some old-school DJ Screw
You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
This is a message to the law, telling 'em: "We hate you"
I can't be touched and tell 'em that they should've known
Tippin' down, I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome
Booking my phone, finding a chick I want to 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me riding dirty


    • 專輯:Ridin' (feat. K!ddingboi)
    • 發行:2021-01-22
    • 原唱:艾瑞
    字型
    作詞:Chamillionaire,Krayzie Bone,Play-N-Skillz 作曲:Chamillionaire,Krayzie Bone,Play-N-Skillz

    They see me rollin', they hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
    They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me riding dirty
    Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
    I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
    Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
    And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
    And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
    Next to the PlayStation controller
    It'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 bone, ain't tryin' to have no babies
    Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
    Law's on patrol and you know they hate me
    Music turned all the way up into the maximum
    I got speakers, some niggas trying to jack for some
    But we packing somethin' and what we have for 'em
    We'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum security cell
    I'm grippin' oak, music loud and I'm tippin' slow
    Twin's steady twisting like, "Hit this dough"
    Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
    Windows down, got to stop pollution
    CD changes, niggas 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
    They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me riding dirty
    I've been drinking and smoking
    Holy shit, ‘cause I really can't focus
    I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this
    Big old Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb'n
    A nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again
    It's in again, we in the wind
    Doing a hundred while I puff on a blunt
    And roll another one up, we living like we ain't giving a fuck
    I got a blunt up in my right hand
    40-ounce in my lap freezing my balls
    Roll another tree, green leaves and all
    Coming pretty deep, me and my dogs
    Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
    Wondering about the six pounds 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: "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
    Roll it up if you want, nigga, get 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
    They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me riding dirty
    Now would you think it so? I tried to let you go
    Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
    And they upset for sho', ‘cause they think they know
    That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
    So they get behind me, trying to check my tags
    Look in my rear view and they smiling
    Thinking they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep trying
    Steady denying that it's racial profiling
    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
    And being the baller that I am, I talk to them giving a
    Damn about them not feeling my attitude
    When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
    Bet you'll be leaving with an even madder mood
    I'ma laugh at you and then I'll have to cruise
    Yeah, my #2 on some old-school DJ Screw
    You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
    This is a message to the law, telling 'em: "We hate you"
    I can't be touched and tell 'em that they should've known
    Tippin' down, I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome
    Booking my phone, finding a chick I want to 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 tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
    My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
    They hoping that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
    Tryna catch me riding dirty

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