Ridin Dirty

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  1. Nevyrmoore

    Nevyrmoore AKA Ass-Bandit


  2. SenatorB

    SenatorB J.S.P.S

    Heheh, awesome...
     
  3. BigBlue

    BigBlue ----------------------

    thats funny, just cant remember the phrase that goes with that picture..
     
  4. Belcher

    Belcher Guest

    that song is totally about anal sex and the public's homophobia...
     
  5. Hoosier_Daddy

    Hoosier_Daddy Registered Member

    Are you serious? The song is about the cops trying to bust a black man while he's cruising by hoping they can catch him with drugs or weapons.

    Urban Dictionary


    Hoosier.
     
  6. Blur

    Blur iPimp

    lol...belcher....LMAO
     
  7. Belcher

    Belcher Guest

    Are you serious? The song is about a man trying to conceal his love for 'riding dirty' (anal sex) from the 'cops' (society).

    Urban Dictionary

    Belcher
     
  8. Vidic15

    Vidic15 No Custom Title Exists V.I.P. Lifetime

    lmao @ Belcher

    thats so cool, the video

    Awsome
     
  9. Hoosier_Daddy

    Hoosier_Daddy Registered Member

    Nice try.



    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and try'n to catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    My musics so loud
    I'm swingin'
    They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty

    [Chamillionaire]
    police think they can see me lean
    Im tint so it ain't easy to be seen
    when you see me to see me ride by
    They can see the gleem
    And my shine on the deck and tv screen
    Riding with a new chick she like hold up
    Next to the playstation controlla
    Theres a full clip in my pistola
    Send a young jack into a coma
    Girl yeen know I'm crazy like krazie bone
    Just tryna bone ain't trying to have no babies
    Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
    Laws on patrol and you know they hate me
    Music turned all the way up and to the maximum
    I can speak for some niggas try to jack for some
    But we packing something that 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 twisting like hit this doe
    Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
    Windows down gotta stop pollution
    City change Niggaz like who is dat producin
    Thats 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
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    My musics so loud
    I'm swingin'
    They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
    tryna ctach me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty

    [Krayzie Bone]
    I been drinkin n smokin', hold this shit
    Cause I really can't focus
    I got to get it home befo' the po-po scope this
    Big ol' excursion, swervin, all up on the curb and
    Nigga been sippin on that hennesy and that gin again
    That sin again we in the wind,
    Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt
    And roll another one up
    We living like we ain't givin a fuck
    I got blunt up in my right hand, 40 oz in my left
    Freezin my ballz
    Roll another tree, green leaves and all
    Comin pretty deep, me and my dawgs
    Yo, I got to hit the back streets
    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 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 ya'll
    Keep a gun in car
    And a blunt to spark
    Roll up if you want
    Nigga get it poppin dawg
    Ready or not we bust shots off in the air
    Krazie Bone and Chamillionare

    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    My musics so loud
    I'm swingin'
    They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty

    [Chamillionaire]
    so you hate me so
    I try to let you go
    Turn on my blinker light
    And then I swang it slow
    and they upset fo sho
    Cause they think they know
    That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
    So they get behind me to try to check my tags
    Look in my rear view and they smilin'
    Thinkin they'll catch me in the wrong, and keep tryin
    city 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 being the balla that I am
    I talk to them
    Giving a damn about them
    Not feeling my additude
    And when they realize
    I ain't even ridin dirty
    Bet you'll be leaving with an even madder mood
    And I'm a laugh at you
    And then I have to cruse
    Yea I'm ya number 2 on some old dj screw
    You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
    This is a message to the law
    Tell em "we hate you"
    I can't be touched
    And tell them they shoulda known
    Tippin down, I'm sitting crooked on my chrome
    Bookin my phone finding a chick I wanna bone
    Like they couldn't stop me I'm about to pull up at ya home
    And it's on

    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin'and tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    My musics so loud
    I'm swingin'
    They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty
    tryna catch me ridin dirty


    Hoosier.
     
  10. Belcher

    Belcher Guest

    It's all in the subtext. Someone needs to critically examine his rap lyrics. Tut tut.
     

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