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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DJ.Parker" data-source="post: 113656" data-attributes="member: 1924">[Mike:]One time for my Machine Shop crew and then itsTwo times S.O.B and LP too and then it'sThree times It's Mike and Six on the track and thenFour Times when we come in through the back they're sayin[Chorus:]Oh no close the doorShut the lights and start to the showBetter let everybody knowGet on the mic and there they go[Mike:]Armed and dangerous bitchYa'll cant really hang with us in thisEveryone's so afarid of us/ shitMakes me wanna hang it up and quitForget aboit all the things you heard before'Bout time that we're kicking down your doorEverybody's gonna hit the fucking floorLike " please Mike dont hurt me anymore"I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibieverybody knows why I'm hereI'd just as soon crazk a bottleAs crack you over the head with a bottle a bearSo just listen up there powder puffBetter believe that I'm not playingYou can love it you can hateBut dont mistake it everboy's saying[Chorus]What you really wanna do is thisJust make believe thati dont existBut you wont cause everytime you go to sipI talk right over you just like thisIt's annoying just for youYou can scream all day 'til your face is blueIm gettin in your head and you know it tooAnd thats just me you dont know my crewMy man Sixx John understand thoughThe way that he flows you can call him RamboNever miss a shot never run out of ammoComing with heat like a goddamn commandoAnd in S.O.BRyu, Tak, Vin Skully, CheapshotNow you seeFuck with me?, nah , Sixx[Sixx John:]Uh oh whatere you yell when you see that door colseImma bail through the back (fo sho)Straight to the bar so i can act (a fool)I figure you guys would get a little surprisedYouy eyes wide when its me and Mike ShinodIm just plain old Sixx John from the Nam- DistrictThis is not supposedI still talk with awkaward speechIm like a dog that's off his leashStep out with a Fort Minor patch on a black teeNiggas scared to walk these streetsI aint trippin homie talk is cheapAccapella or we can bark on a beatAnd if that aint enough action i gotSeventeen pages in the little magazine i keep[Mike:]We got this place rockin' beat knockin non stoppingIf ya'll are with it let me hear it now (yeah) yoOne timefor my Machine shop crew and then itsTwo timesS.O.B and LP too and then itsThree timesIts Mike and Sixx on the track andFour timesThey see me rollin'They hatin patrollin and tryna catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)My music so loud I'm swanginThey hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)(Try and catch me. Yea)[Chamillionaire]Grindin to see if they can see me leanI'm tense, so it ain't easy to be seenWhen you see me ride by they can see these gleamAnd my shine on the deck and the TV screenNow ridin with a new chick, she like "Hold up"Next to the Playstation controllaIt's a full clip and my pistolla, send a jacker into a comaGirl you ain't know I'm crazy like Krayzie BoneJust tryna bone, ain't tryna have no babiesRide clean as hell, so I pull in ladiesLaws on patrol and you know they hate me (Know ya hate me)Music turned up all the way to the maximumI got speakers, some niggaz tryna jack for someBut we packin somethin and what we have for umWe'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum, security cellI'm grippin oak (Oak)Music loud and I'm tippin slow (Slow)Twins steady twistin like "Hit this dough"D's behind and it's in re-throwedWindows down, gotta stop pollutionCity change just like, "Who is that producin?"That's the Play N Skillz when we out and cruisinGot warrants in every city except Houston/ But I still ain't losinThey see me rollin'They hatin patrollin and tryna catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)My music so loud I'm swanginThey hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)[Krayzie Bone]I've been drinkin and smokin, holy shit cause I really can't focusI gotta get it home before the po-po's scope thisBig ole Excursion just swerve'n, all up in the curb'nA nigga be sippin on the Hennessey and the Gin againits in again we in the windDon't wanna hold up while I puff on the bluntI roll another one up, and leave it like we ain't givin a fuckI got a blunt up in my right hand40 0z. in my lap, freezin my ballsRollin up a tree, green leaves and allComin' pretty deep me and my dogsYo' I gotta hit the back streetsWanted by the six-five and I got heatglock, glock shots to the block, we creep creepPop pop hope cops dont see me on the low keyWith 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'allKeep a gun in car and a blunt to sparkwonder if you want nigga it poppin dogReady or not, we bust shots off in the airKrayzie Bone and Chamillionaire They see me rollin'They hatin patrollin and tryna catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)My music so loud I'm swanginThey hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)You wouldn't think it so, I tryed ta let cha goTurn on my blanker light, and then I swang it slowand they upset for fa shoCause they think they knowthat they catchin me with plenty of the drank and dro' (No)So they get behind me, tryna catch my tagsLook in my rearview and they smilinThinkin they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin (Keep tryin)steady denyin that it's racial profilinHouston, Texas you can check my tags (Tags)Pull me over, try to check my slab (Slab)Glove compartment, gotta get my cashcause the crooked cops'll try to come up fastBein the balla that I am, I'm talk to them not givin adamn about them not feelin my attitudeWhen they realize I ain't even ridin dirtyBet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood (Hahaha)Then I'll laugh at you then I'll have to cruiseYa my number two on some old school DJ ScrewYou can't arrest me, plus you can't sueThis is a message to the laws, tell 'em "We hate you"I could be tough tell 'em that they shoulda knownTippin down, sittin crooked on my chromeBookin my phone, findin a chick I wanna boneLike they couldn't stop meI'm bout to pull up at your home, and it's onThey see me rollin'They hatin patrollin and tryna catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)My music so loud I'm swanginThey hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirtyTryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)</blockquote>

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