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Chamillionaire - Can't See Us
Title
published: 03 Jun 2008
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Chamillionaire - Ridin' (Official Music Video) ft. Krayzie Bone
REMASTERED IN HD!
Music video by Chamillionaire performing Ridin'. (C) 2005 Universal Records
#Chamillionaire #Ridin #Remastered
published: 17 Jun 2009
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Chamillionaire - Hip Hop Police (Dirty with Lyrics)
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they
blamed me
Officer I didn't do it,you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you will get
Til I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply
(You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a cr...
published: 01 Jan 2009
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Chamillionaire - Ridin' Dirty (Lyrics in description)
Lyrics:
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
Next to the PlayStation controller
It's a full clip in my pistola
Send a jacker into a coma
Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryna bone, ain't tryna have no babies
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Law's on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up into the maximum
I got speakers, ...
published: 09 Jul 2011
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Chamillionaire - Ridin' Dirty With Lyrics
Copyright Act of 1976, 17 U.S.C. § 107
"Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
Chamillionaire Ridin' Dirty With Lyrics
published: 10 Sep 2007
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Chamillionaire - Put On Freestyle
new!
Other NEW Chamillionaire Songs To Check Out
Chamilli (A Milli Remix): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI_veiipE90
Hero Freestyle: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl71awJg4ek
Message From Cham: CHAMILLIONAIRE
MIXTAPE MESSIAH 4
AUGUST 27TH 2008
http://www.chamillionaire.com
download link: http://audio.chamillionaire.com/fanbuild/chamillionaire/put-on-freestyle.zip
LYRICS
[Intro:]
Chamillitary Mayne
Mixtape Messiah August 27th
Put that on Your Calendar
It's Chamilliona-I mean Koopa
A.K.A. Major Pain, Cuz Ima bring The Majors Pain
Mixtape Mass of the underground....Bang
They ask me where Texas at, and I say hold that thought, August 27th Ima get to that
You need to die the hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain
I've been showing support To ...
published: 18 Jul 2008
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Jibbs - King Kong ft. Chamillionaire
Music video by Jibbs performing King Kong. (C) 2006 Geffen Records
published: 09 Oct 2009
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Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty ( High Quality )
Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty
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 a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm cra...
published: 06 Jul 2009
4:03
Chamillionaire - Ridin' (Official Music Video) ft. Krayzie Bone
REMASTERED IN HD!
Music video by Chamillionaire performing Ridin'. (C) 2005 Universal Records
#Chamillionaire #Ridin #Remastered
REMASTERED IN HD!
Music video by Chamillionaire performing Ridin'. (C) 2005 Universal Records
#Chamillionaire #Ridin #Remastered
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Ridin'_(Official_Music_Video)_Ft._Krayzie_Bone
REMASTERED IN HD!
Music video by Chamillionaire performing Ridin'. (C) 2005 Universal Records
#Chamillionaire #Ridin #Remastered
- published: 17 Jun 2009
- views: 398341938
4:06
Chamillionaire - Hip Hop Police (Dirty with Lyrics)
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go ...
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they
blamed me
Officer I didn't do it,you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you will get
Til I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply
(You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?)
Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one
(If you think I'm believing that one, then your obviously dumb)
Huh? (I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in
To the vehicle you was driving and ridin
Instead you shouldn't be whining about abidin
By the law, nah it's obvious your lying)
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
(Stop lying to me boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath
Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck
Saw that you was ridin dirty when I looked at the rest
Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?
Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?
Look at this pic here, he standing beside you
Tell me his name now, I heard he was piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs
I coulda sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones
Am I wrong?)
Hell yeah, I don't know who that is
I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich
And I'ma bond like James, bet I be out here quick
Man
(You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick
In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse
Diary that you had and all your Blueprints
On the Death Row booklet, we found your two prints
Your thumb and your index, the judge will love this)
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Ah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Yeah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
(And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in
The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning
Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and
You'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him
[A big celebrity, a case we long for
You a pirate, Why you got that eyepatch on for?
Funny (Puttin people in a hurse what I heard for
Where were you the night of April 21st son?]
Home [I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you
Chamillionaire, Rob, Chuck,? Couple cats on Melview]
What? [We gonna have to jail you too
In the line-up, don't speak until we tell you to
This the person who jimmed your lock, sir?]
Well he's dark, Kinda looked like him, I'm not sure
Fail into nail? cause a cell? it's another?
Leave, I see an unmarked tail? in a brother?
Hit the Bodega, not no more game
This chick used to be all nice, acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic
I sell in court now they all apologetic
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
Spoken:
Hip-Hop Is Offically DEAD!!!!!!
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Hip_Hop_Police_(Dirty_With_Lyrics)
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
Keep runnin' homie
Go, Go , Go , Go , Go , Go
They on the trail
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they
blamed me
Officer I didn't do it,you can't blame me for this
Could you please loosen up the handcuffs on my wrists?
You can call me what you wanna but mayne I ain't a snitch
No cooperation is exactly what you will get
Til I talk to my lawyer, you get no reply
(You've obviously been watching too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anything, then why did you run?)
Cause you the police and plus I saw you cocking your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty, it was obviously one
(If you think I'm believing that one, then your obviously dumb)
Huh? (I know that you heard the sirens, you dived in
To the vehicle you was driving and ridin
Instead you shouldn't be whining about abidin
By the law, nah it's obvious your lying)
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
(Stop lying to me boy, it'd be best you confess
I can smell the BS on the scent of your breath
Saw the meth while I was inspecting your deck
Saw that you was ridin dirty when I looked at the rest
Who is this guy Busta? Who is this guy Snoop?
Who is his other friend who's wearing the sky blue?
Look at this pic here, he standing beside you
Tell me his name now, I heard he was piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy, he was on one of your songs
I coulda sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones
Am I wrong?)
Hell yeah, I don't know who that is
I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I'm rich
And I'ma bond like James, bet I be out here quick
Man
(You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick
In the car we confiscated The Chronic and The Clipse
Diary that you had and all your Blueprints
On the Death Row booklet, we found your two prints
Your thumb and your index, the judge will love this)
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Ah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Yeah it's murda (It's a bloody murder)
Somebody tell 'em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
(And you can see your screwed as the evidence pours in
The witness to the crime was at 3 in the morning
Gave us a description so we picked up your boy and
You'll get a lighter sentence if you put the crime on him
[A big celebrity, a case we long for
You a pirate, Why you got that eyepatch on for?
Funny (Puttin people in a hurse what I heard for
Where were you the night of April 21st son?]
Home [I think that you got your facts wrong, gats on you
Chamillionaire, Rob, Chuck,? Couple cats on Melview]
What? [We gonna have to jail you too
In the line-up, don't speak until we tell you to
This the person who jimmed your lock, sir?]
Well he's dark, Kinda looked like him, I'm not sure
Fail into nail? cause a cell? it's another?
Leave, I see an unmarked tail? in a brother?
Hit the Bodega, not no more game
This chick used to be all nice, acting all strange
Like she was gonna get it, pathetic
I sell in court now they all apologetic
With so much drama in the industry
Hip Hop Police are listening
Be careful or you'll be history
Looks like another unsolved mystery
It's murda, murda, murda
Ah it's murda, murda, murda
Yeah it's murda, murda murda
Somebody tell em it's murda
Murder was the case and they blamed me
Spoken:
Hip-Hop Is Offically DEAD!!!!!!
- published: 01 Jan 2009
- views: 171771
4:10
Chamillionaire - Ridin' Dirty (Lyrics in description)
Lyrics:
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They ho...
Lyrics:
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
Next to the PlayStation controller
It's a full clip in my pistola
Send a jacker into a coma
Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryna bone, ain't tryna have no babies
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Law's on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up into the maximum
I got speakers, some niggas tryna jack for some
But we packin' somethin' and what we have for 'em
We'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin' oak
Music loud and I'm tippin' slow
Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this dough!"
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Windows down, got to stop pollution
CD changes, niggas like, "Who is that producin'?"
That's the Play N Skillz when we out and cruisin'
Got warrants in every city except Houston
But I still ain't losin'
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
I've been drinkin' and smokin'
Holy shit, ‘cause I really can't focus
I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this
Big old Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb'n
A nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again
It's in again, we in the wind
Doin' a hundred while I puff on a blunt
And roll another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck
I got a blunt up in my right hand
40-ounce in my lap freezin' my balls
Roll another tree, green leaves and all
Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
Wonderin' about 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 y'all
Keep a gun in car and a blunt to spark
Roll it up if you want, nigga, get it poppin', dog
Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air
Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]
Now would you think it so? I tried to let you go
Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
And they upset for sho', ‘cause they think they know
That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro
So they get behind me, tryna check my tags
Look in my rear view and they smilin'
Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin'
Steady 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'll try to come up fast
And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them
Givin' a damn about them not feelin' my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I'ma laugh at you and then I'll have to cruise
Yeah, my #2 on some old-school DJ Screw
You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
This is a message to the law, tellin' them: "We hate you."
I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known
Tippin' down, I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome
Bookin' my phone, findin' a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me
I'm 'bout to pull up at your home, and it's on
An alle die das hier lesen:
Nathan ist ein Hurensohn :)
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Ridin'_Dirty_(Lyrics_In_Description)
Lyrics:
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
Next to the PlayStation controller
It's a full clip in my pistola
Send a jacker into a coma
Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryna bone, ain't tryna have no babies
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Law's on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up into the maximum
I got speakers, some niggas tryna jack for some
But we packin' somethin' and what we have for 'em
We'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin' oak
Music loud and I'm tippin' slow
Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this dough!"
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Windows down, got to stop pollution
CD changes, niggas like, "Who is that producin'?"
That's the Play N Skillz when we out and cruisin'
Got warrants in every city except Houston
But I still ain't losin'
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
I've been drinkin' and smokin'
Holy shit, ‘cause I really can't focus
I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this
Big old Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb'n
A nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again
It's in again, we in the wind
Doin' a hundred while I puff on a blunt
And roll another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck
I got a blunt up in my right hand
40-ounce in my lap freezin' my balls
Roll another tree, green leaves and all
Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
Wonderin' about 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 y'all
Keep a gun in car and a blunt to spark
Roll it up if you want, nigga, get it poppin', dog
Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air
Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
[Hook]
They see me rollin', they hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud, I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]
Now would you think it so? I tried to let you go
Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
And they upset for sho', ‘cause they think they know
That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro
So they get behind me, tryna check my tags
Look in my rear view and they smilin'
Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin'
Steady 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'll try to come up fast
And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them
Givin' a damn about them not feelin' my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I'ma laugh at you and then I'll have to cruise
Yeah, my #2 on some old-school DJ Screw
You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
This is a message to the law, tellin' them: "We hate you."
I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known
Tippin' down, I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome
Bookin' my phone, findin' a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me
I'm 'bout to pull up at your home, and it's on
An alle die das hier lesen:
Nathan ist ein Hurensohn :)
- published: 09 Jul 2011
- views: 4056033
4:32
Chamillionaire - Ridin' Dirty With Lyrics
Copyright Act of 1976, 17 U.S.C. § 107
"Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as...
Copyright Act of 1976, 17 U.S.C. § 107
"Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
Chamillionaire Ridin' Dirty With Lyrics
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Ridin'_Dirty_With_Lyrics
Copyright Act of 1976, 17 U.S.C. § 107
"Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
Chamillionaire Ridin' Dirty With Lyrics
- published: 10 Sep 2007
- views: 23160624
4:05
Chamillionaire - Put On Freestyle
new!
Other NEW Chamillionaire Songs To Check Out
Chamilli (A Milli Remix): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI_veiipE90
Hero Freestyle: http://www.youtube.com...
new!
Other NEW Chamillionaire Songs To Check Out
Chamilli (A Milli Remix): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI_veiipE90
Hero Freestyle: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl71awJg4ek
Message From Cham: CHAMILLIONAIRE
MIXTAPE MESSIAH 4
AUGUST 27TH 2008
http://www.chamillionaire.com
download link: http://audio.chamillionaire.com/fanbuild/chamillionaire/put-on-freestyle.zip
LYRICS
[Intro:]
Chamillitary Mayne
Mixtape Messiah August 27th
Put that on Your Calendar
It's Chamilliona-I mean Koopa
A.K.A. Major Pain, Cuz Ima bring The Majors Pain
Mixtape Mass of the underground....Bang
They ask me where Texas at, and I say hold that thought, August 27th Ima get to that
You need to die the hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain
I've been showing support To all the labels in my city and right now it's all about Chamilli
[Verse 1:]
Yea, when they see me do my magic they say "what the heck is Koopa on"
Texas been too quite so the x-men bout to produce a storm
Etither die a hero or the villain is what you become
Hop in in my batmobile I ch-ch-churp the Koopa larm
Salad dressing cuz it's on plenty green and parmesian
In my pockets in my palm Ima bout to drop a bomb
Thinking of making vegetatian Im the mixtape farmer john
so much green inside my jeans it's like i've been out mowing lawns
I'm the real the rest is fake, I'm the best the rest is cake
mixtape god I bless this tape and I put boys in they resting place
people always test the type an they don't never test the face
that's the day Ima be on TMZ and the day I catch a case
think that you can take my auto when them hollows not gon follow
better dream of bikini wearin genie out the bottle
some chicks that use to strip ask to wax the Maserato
I say forget the wax just make it quick just like Sorado
got a spanish chick that loves the chip she the Dorito lady
she ready to Frito lay me "el gusto es mio baby"
I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna D.O.A. me
Go head jump in that water promise there's torpedos waiting
I dropped a lot of verses but I know Im proud of mine
I see the presidents in front of me I'm Obama-tized
rappers is politicians, they all be talking lies
paparazzi like some Nazi pop your posse like some spies
I use to look around me like "it's proabably you that hate me"
now I open up my wallet and it start illuminating
do your damage do it talk your talk and mutilate me
money talks, me and Ben always communicating
I know your probably thinkin why he talkin all that cash
I write my lyrics in the crib as big as Carlton's dad's
was happy broke but super rich they be like boy he mad
every problem I had last year my money brought me all of that
push foregns like a chaffuer, stomp all the cock-a-roacha
but back when I was broke-a I sold prouduct like a broker
my next one drop it's over, point out somebody doper
I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker
your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty
humble but I swear I'm not Barrak Obama's pastor see
I be talkin trash yea the mouth is a catastophy
don't mistake the humbleness for weakness cuz that's blasphemy
[Chorus:]
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on east side I put on southside I put on westside I put on Chamillitary Mayne!
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on east side I put on southside I put on westside I put on Chamillitary Mayne!
[Verse 2:]
This weapon that stay attached to me is grazing your anatomy
this grey one will make you call a doctor call up Grey's Anotomy
I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory
service with a smile serve a hatin rapper happily
never miss a penny you can't count your doe exact as me
push come to shove I'm picking up money just like a vaccum G
always makin doe, got a bunch of Keiblers after me
pro at being active like what Puffy use for Ac-a-ne
If you rep that Texas I knooow, that ya feel me
wanna pop lock and dance then put oooon that get silly
wanna dance till ya sweaty put oooon that P. Diddy
tryna take the mixtape market put oooon that Chamilli, eh
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Put_On_Freestyle
new!
Other NEW Chamillionaire Songs To Check Out
Chamilli (A Milli Remix): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI_veiipE90
Hero Freestyle: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl71awJg4ek
Message From Cham: CHAMILLIONAIRE
MIXTAPE MESSIAH 4
AUGUST 27TH 2008
http://www.chamillionaire.com
download link: http://audio.chamillionaire.com/fanbuild/chamillionaire/put-on-freestyle.zip
LYRICS
[Intro:]
Chamillitary Mayne
Mixtape Messiah August 27th
Put that on Your Calendar
It's Chamilliona-I mean Koopa
A.K.A. Major Pain, Cuz Ima bring The Majors Pain
Mixtape Mass of the underground....Bang
They ask me where Texas at, and I say hold that thought, August 27th Ima get to that
You need to die the hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain
I've been showing support To all the labels in my city and right now it's all about Chamilli
[Verse 1:]
Yea, when they see me do my magic they say "what the heck is Koopa on"
Texas been too quite so the x-men bout to produce a storm
Etither die a hero or the villain is what you become
Hop in in my batmobile I ch-ch-churp the Koopa larm
Salad dressing cuz it's on plenty green and parmesian
In my pockets in my palm Ima bout to drop a bomb
Thinking of making vegetatian Im the mixtape farmer john
so much green inside my jeans it's like i've been out mowing lawns
I'm the real the rest is fake, I'm the best the rest is cake
mixtape god I bless this tape and I put boys in they resting place
people always test the type an they don't never test the face
that's the day Ima be on TMZ and the day I catch a case
think that you can take my auto when them hollows not gon follow
better dream of bikini wearin genie out the bottle
some chicks that use to strip ask to wax the Maserato
I say forget the wax just make it quick just like Sorado
got a spanish chick that loves the chip she the Dorito lady
she ready to Frito lay me "el gusto es mio baby"
I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna D.O.A. me
Go head jump in that water promise there's torpedos waiting
I dropped a lot of verses but I know Im proud of mine
I see the presidents in front of me I'm Obama-tized
rappers is politicians, they all be talking lies
paparazzi like some Nazi pop your posse like some spies
I use to look around me like "it's proabably you that hate me"
now I open up my wallet and it start illuminating
do your damage do it talk your talk and mutilate me
money talks, me and Ben always communicating
I know your probably thinkin why he talkin all that cash
I write my lyrics in the crib as big as Carlton's dad's
was happy broke but super rich they be like boy he mad
every problem I had last year my money brought me all of that
push foregns like a chaffuer, stomp all the cock-a-roacha
but back when I was broke-a I sold prouduct like a broker
my next one drop it's over, point out somebody doper
I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker
your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty
humble but I swear I'm not Barrak Obama's pastor see
I be talkin trash yea the mouth is a catastophy
don't mistake the humbleness for weakness cuz that's blasphemy
[Chorus:]
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on east side I put on southside I put on westside I put on Chamillitary Mayne!
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on some Chamilli on on some Chamilli
I put on east side I put on southside I put on westside I put on Chamillitary Mayne!
[Verse 2:]
This weapon that stay attached to me is grazing your anatomy
this grey one will make you call a doctor call up Grey's Anotomy
I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory
service with a smile serve a hatin rapper happily
never miss a penny you can't count your doe exact as me
push come to shove I'm picking up money just like a vaccum G
always makin doe, got a bunch of Keiblers after me
pro at being active like what Puffy use for Ac-a-ne
If you rep that Texas I knooow, that ya feel me
wanna pop lock and dance then put oooon that get silly
wanna dance till ya sweaty put oooon that P. Diddy
tryna take the mixtape market put oooon that Chamilli, eh
- published: 18 Jul 2008
- views: 480970
3:55
Jibbs - King Kong ft. Chamillionaire
Music video by Jibbs performing King Kong. (C) 2006 Geffen Records
Music video by Jibbs performing King Kong. (C) 2006 Geffen Records
https://wn.com/Jibbs_King_Kong_Ft._Chamillionaire
Music video by Jibbs performing King Kong. (C) 2006 Geffen Records
- published: 09 Oct 2009
- views: 17406289
4:09
Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty ( High Quality )
Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty
They see me rollin,
They hatin,
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty,
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me...
Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty
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 a coma
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 nigga 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 cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin
[Chorus]
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 2 - Krayzie Bone]
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 puff on the blunt
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin 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 fuck 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, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
[Chorus]
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 3 - Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga 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
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn 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 cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
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 touched 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
[Chorus 2x]
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
https://wn.com/Chamillionaire_Ridin_Dirty_(_High_Quality_)
Chamillionaire Ridin Dirty
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 a coma
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 nigga 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 cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin
[Chorus]
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 2 - Krayzie Bone]
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 puff on the blunt
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin 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 fuck 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, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
[Chorus]
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 3 - Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga 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
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn 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 cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
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 touched 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
[Chorus 2x]
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
- published: 06 Jul 2009
- views: 958530