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Chamillionaire is also the founder and an original member of The Color Changin' Click. Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes and evasive folks I'm riding for the cops you know I'm riding with my dogs you know If you don't want to go oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon' wet it up Your bitches need to come and get wetted up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up You bumbaclot, you know we ain't scared of you You know just what we at on the regular I was just was chilling today I was just relaxing today I just made a bitty bitty k I was just chilling today I'm just tryna dodge the cops Spent my last 50 bands on a watch Nigga playing I'ma laugh on the spot Ho I can make you look like an ametuer tonight I can fuck a bitch on a bus like she Rosa Parks Nigga's diamonds soaking wet, yours dark Keep me out it baby, that between y'all Fuck her bad like I'm tryna catch a charge Fuck her fast like I'm tryna catch a charge Yeah, play with me in broad nigga, I'ma shoot a motherfucker in their yard That nigga need a bird, call Tyrone Yeah, I'ma fuck your bitch while you all gone Yeah you all gone, but the dog home And the panties that your daughter don't have on She gon' get what she wants, temper tantrum Every freezin' diamond she got ain't no silicone I'm a gangster, I was hanging at a killer's home And my girl kinda crazy so tell me Is you riding for the case you know? Ultimate Victory followed in 2007 and is currently working on Poison. Salinas Composer Lyricist: Oscar Salinas Composer Lyricist: Anthony Henderson Auto-generated by YouTube. Since I left ain't too much changed Yeah, except for the pilot First-class virgin, wanna ride in purple-violet? This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin' Got warrants in every city except Houston, but I'm still ain't losin' I been drinkin' and smokin', holdin' shit 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 Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again, we in the wind Doin' a hundred while I come from the block And rollin' another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz. The song, produced by Play-N-Skillz, features a guest appearance from fellow American rapper Krayzie Bone, of Bone Thugs n Harmony. By tomorrow morning At the early dawn I gotta hit the road So long lady Till another day, right now I gotta be movin' on There's another town and The singer needs a song I know you're on your own I'll be back before too long I gotta do what I gotta do And you know how My heart loves to run, I gotta ride Keep on ridin' Keep on ridin' now There's a city waiting And a railroad station Where my face is known And an old hotel That I know so well It's a little bit like home It's a situation Not of my own choosing And though a gamblin' man Would say that I was losing I started out to win And I'll do it again I'm never givin' in 'cause if it comes down To my heart, or to my pride I'm gonna ride.

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. Released on: 2005-01-01 Producer, Studio Personnel, Mixer: Play N Skillz Studio Personnel, Recording Engineer, Mixer: James Hoover Associated Performer, Vocals: Chamillionaire Associated Performer, Vocals: Krayzie Bone Composer Lyricist: H. Hey, yeah Thugger I'm just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what I'm saying Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know what I'm saying So answer my question Is you riding for the case you know? Is you down bout the case you know? Blue skies, black suede leather Bumpin' Pink Floyd in May weather Windows down on that grey Monte Carlo Embedded rubber on concrete, leavin' trails on the paved letters On that Powell-Peralta concave I kick, push through childhood, I've come of age Ask me how I'm doin', the shit is gold, really, though Catfish, really, though, and Billy done did it, ho Did it, ho Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' Still ridin' Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' Still ridin' Yeah, yeah Still ridin' Still ridin', yeah Stakes are high but the Chevy's low Yeah, yeah We still ridin' Still ridin', yeah Yeah, yeah Still ridin' Still ridin', yeah, yeah, yeah Stakes are high but the Chevy's low Yeah, yeah, yeah We still ridin' Like a Clydesdale chariot, beatin' these 808s up, up, up Area 51, Paganistic and alien No Christian Dior adorns the native son Drippin' Dixie since '81 Sippin' whiskey since Raekwon spit hit page one Nerd shit, that gamma-ray gun That any day come, fuck a rap punk sucker, I'm a bum Tornado picked up my trailer, I'm in a new zone How do you go from group home to Luke Combs? Its been five hours since you left here boy Said you be round the block Had to make a stop, So i kept your dinner Hot, hot, hot And I been waiting for you ever since But its three in the morning yeah 'cause three turns into four and four turns into five Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do Baby, make me cry I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do Im gonna find you chorus Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im When you steped to me, you had nothin But the shoes on yo feet, no place to sleep So i let you lay yo head on my pillow You didnt have a dime, so i helped you fight yo cryin Its just a waste of time, and i played the fool for you but its three in the morning yeah and its not a weekend ohhh 'cause three turns into four and four turns into five Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do Baby you made me cry I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do Im gonna find you Chorus Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im I been sippin on red bull, so there aint gone be no sleep tonight Not gonna let you go oh nooo without a fight See your the type to make a girl to think she know aint right Five dollars of gas, and im drivin fast where ya at, where ya at, where ya at Ohh Im chorus Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im Im ridin, Im ridin past that tricks house You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you Baby you got me out here lookin for you Im its three in the morning its four in the morning its five in the morning where ya at, where ya at, where ya at 2x. He began his career independently with local releases in 2002, including collaboration album Get Ya Mind Correct with fellow Houston rapper and childhood friend Paul Wall. Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes and evasive folks I'm riding for the cops you know I'm riding with my dogs you know If you don't want to go oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon' wet it up Your bitches need to come and just wet me up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up You bumbaclot, you know we ain't scared of you You know just what we at on the regular. One day they caught me loafin' after droppin' off my bitch droppin' off my bitch They sent a couple shots but I'm just glad that nigga missed on the gang, nigga Ducked down and started clapping, tried to flip that hoe, whip grra, pow, pow, pow But I would rather take a life before my my mama see me stiff ayy, that's on my mama So I'm clutchin' on that. He signed to Universal Records in 2005 and released The Sound of Revenge under Universal.

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