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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isuru Nayanajith Bandara" data-source="post: 1971244" data-attributes="member: 58547">Chorus ] They see me rollinThey hatinPatrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyMy music so loudI'm swanginThey hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirtyTryin to catch me ridin dirty[ Verse 1 - Chamillionaire ] Police think they can see me leanI'm tint so it ain't easy to be seenWhen you see me ride by they can see the gleanAnd my shine on the deck and the TV screenRide with a new chick, she like hold upNext to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistolaTurn a jacker into a comaGirl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie BoneJust tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babiesRock clean itself so I pull in ladiesLaws of patrolling you know they hate meMusic turned all the way up until the maximumI can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for someBut we packin somethin that we have and um willhave a nigga locked up in the maximumSecurity cell, I'm grippin oakMusic loud and tippin slowTwist and twistin like hit this doughPull up from behind and is in his throatWindows down gotta stop pollutionCDs change niggas like who is that producing?This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisinGot warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin[ Chorus ] [ Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone ] [ Lyrics found at <a href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/dmk" target="_blank">www.mp3lyrics.org/dmk</a> ]I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focusI gotta get to home 'fore the po po'sscope this big ol Excursion swerving allup in the curve manNigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the ginagain is in again we in the windDoin a hundred while I puff on the bluntAnd rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuckI got a revolver in my right hand, 40 ozon my lap freezing my ballsRoll a nigga tree, green leaves and allComin pretty deep, me and my do-joI gotta get back to backstreetsWanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glockshots to the block we creep creepPop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low keyWith no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em allBut I won't get caught up and brought upon charges for none of y'allKeep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but wellif you want, nigga you poppin darkReady or not we bust shots off in the airKrayzie Bone and Chamillionaire[ Chorus ] [ Verse 3 - Chamillionaire ] Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you goTurn up a blink of light and I swang it slowerA nigga upset for sure cause they think theyknow that they catchin me with plenty of thedrinkin droughSo they get behind me tryin to check my tags,look at my rearview and they smilinThinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryinCause they denyin is racial profilingHouston, TX you can check my tagsPull me over try to check my slabGlove compartment gotta get my cashCause the crooked cops try to come up fastAnd been a baller that I am I talk to them, givinga damn bout not feeling my attitudeWhen they realize I ain't even ridin dirty betyou'll be leavin with an even madder moodI'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'min number two on some more DJ ScrewYou can't arrest me plus you can't sueThis a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOUI can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda knownTippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chromeBookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna boneLike they couldn't stop me I'mma 'bout topull up at your home and it's on</blockquote>

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