Learn Language through the song Ridin' - Chamillionaire, Krayzie Bone

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(upbeat hip hop music)

- You have the right to remain silent.

That means shut up!

♪ 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 hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Tryna catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Grindin' to see if 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 gleam ♪

♪ And my shine on the deck and the TV screen ♪

♪ Ridin' with a new chick, she like, hold up ♪

♪ Next to the PlayStation controller ♪

♪ If a fool trip, then I'm gon' show ya' ♪

♪ Turn a jacker into a coma ♪

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

♪ Tryna make you moan and tryna have no babies ♪

♪ Ride clean as well, so I pull in ladies ♪

♪ Law's on patrol, and you know they hate me ♪

♪ Music turned all the way up until the maximum ♪

♪ I can speak for some boys tryna to jack for some ♪

♪ But we packin' somethin' that we have for 'em ♪

♪ Will have a player locked up in the maximum ♪

♪ Security cell, I'm grippin' oak ♪

♪ Music loud and I'm tippin' slow ♪

♪ Twin's steady twistin' like, Hit this though ♪

♪ Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat ♪

♪ The windows down, gotta stop pollution ♪

♪ CD 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' ♪

♪ 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 hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Tryna catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ I been drinkin' and smokin' ♪

♪ Holy (censored) 'cause I really can't focus ♪

♪ I gotta get it home ♪

♪ 'Fore the po-po's scope this big ol' Excurs' ♪

♪ Just swerved, all up in the curve and ♪

♪ Been sippin' on that Hennessey and the gin again ♪

♪ It's in again, we in the wind ♪

♪ Doin' a hundred while I puff on the (censored) ♪

♪ And rollin' another one up ♪

♪ We livin' like we ain't givin' a (censored) ♪

♪ I got a blunt up in my right hand ♪

♪ 40-ounce on my lap freezin' my (censored) ♪

♪ Roll another tree, green leaves and all ♪

♪ Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs ♪

♪ Yo, I gotta hit the back streets ♪

♪ Wonderin' 'bout the six pounds and I got heat ♪

♪ (sirens) 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, (censored) 'em all ♪

♪ But I won't get caught up ♪

♪ And brought up on charges for none of y'all ♪

♪ Keep a (censored) in car, and a (censored) to spark ♪

♪ Roll it up if you want, and get it poppin', dawg ♪

♪ Ready or not, we bust (censored) 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 hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Tryna catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Now would you think it's 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 catchin' me with plenty of the drank 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 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 try to come up fast ♪

♪ And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them ♪

♪ Givin' a (censored) about 'em not feelin' my attitude ♪

♪ When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty ♪

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

♪ I'ma laugh at you and then I have to cruise ♪

♪ Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw ♪

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

♪ This a message to the laws tell 'em, we ain't through ♪

♪ I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known ♪

♪ Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome ♪

♪ Bookin' my phone, findin' a chick that is alone ♪

♪ 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 hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty ♪

♪ Tryna catch me ridin' dirty ♪

Ridin'

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