Дырка в черепе (исполнитель: Chamilli)
[bad word] They see me rollin They hatin Patrolling they 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 [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Police think 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 glean And my shine on the deck and the TV screen Ride with a new chick, she like hold up Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola Turn a jacker into [bad word] Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies Laws of patrolling you know they hate me Music turned all the way up until the maximum I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a [bad word] locked up in the maximum Security cell, I'm grippin oak Music loud and tippin slow Twist and twistin like hit this dough Pull up from behind and is in his throat Windows down gotta stop pollution CDs change niggas like who is that producing? This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and [bad word] Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin [bad word] [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone] I been drinkin and smokin holdin [bad word] cause a brother can't focus I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man [bad word] been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind Doin a hundred while [bad word] from the block And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a [bad word] I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls Roll a [bad word] tree, green leaves and [bad word] up pretty deep, me and my do-jo I gotta get back to backstreets Wanted by the six pound 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 regards for the law we dodge em like [bad word] 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, [bad word] you poppin dark Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire [bad word] [Verse 3 - Chamillionaire] Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower [bad word] upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough 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 Cause they denyin is racial profiling Houston, TX you can check my tags Pull me over try to check my slab [bad word] gotta get my cash Cause the crooked cops try [bad word] up fast And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a [bad word] bout not feeling my attitude When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to [bad word] I'm in number two on some more DJ [bad word] You can't arrest me plus you can't sue This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's on [bad word] 2x]