Ridin' [Dirty] - Chamillonaire



Letra de Ridin' [Dirty], canción donde Chamillonaire interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm Ridin (Cd Single). Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de Chamillonaire no te pierdas este single llamado Ridin' [Dirty], no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra Ridin' [Dirty] - Chamillonaire

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< That means "SHUT UP">> 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. They 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 controlla; Is a full clip,
and my pistolla 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. 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 and to the
maximum; I can speak for some niggas
tryin' to jack for some. But we packin'
somethin' that what we have For, 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 it's in
his throat. 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' Tryin'
to catch me ridin' dirty I been drinkin'
and smokin'; holy shit 'Cause I really
can't focus. I gotta get to home 'fore
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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 to win.
Doin' a hundred while I puff on a 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 in my
lap, freezing my balls Roll anotha tree,
green leaves and all. Comin' pretty
deep, me in my do-jo. I gotta get to
backstreets; Wanted by 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 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,you
poppin' dark. 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 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' 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
drank n' 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' City denyin' that 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 about I'm 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

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