Dj Quik - Ridin' Dirty (West Coast Remix) lyrics

[Chamillionaire] We certified platinum now baby So I think it's time we give a toast to the Connection between the South And the West Coast And prepair for the remix with the L.A. and the bay Area Police in L.A. to the Bay Be hoping that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) The West coast remix, lets get paid Cause you know that you hustlers be up bright and Early Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) [Chamillionaire] Its the youngin from Houston Texas That you know always be spittin flames Hustlers in the streets mess with me Cause they know I ain't to thug gimmicks mane man Private jet when I hit the west You know I had to mess with DJ Quik and Game I must impress that I am the best If you dont like it then quit the game Can't stop it stop it like its a train Pulled over my tour bus Said to my road manager "Dont talk to me like you're tough" Told my DJ and my brother "Wanna see your pants pulled up" They didn't see me, I was at MTV Hosting s**er Free heh fooled ya! Yadadi'm saying, yadada mean Shine all my j**els so my diamonds'll bling I got a license to ride with the things So hatin police can just turn off your beams Yadadi'm saying, yadada mean Bird watch but ain't finding a thing The only bird is inside of my bling Canary diamonds inside of my ring Police in L.A. to the Bay Be hoping that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) The West coast remix, lets get paid Cause you know that you hustlers be up bright and Early Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) [DJ Quik] Here's a little fact, ain't this funny They k** n***as all day for free Why wouldn't they k** for money? They pick me up for questioning about B.I.G Detective probably know more about it than me Try to gaffle a n***a up all abrupt The crooked dudes put the "c" in corrupt He wanna see in my trunk Dragged me out the car And threw me face down on the ground And put his knee in my bu*t I'm saying I dont pack guns, I dont sell dope Just because I whip a lexus Why I gotta go to court to prove its mine Your light in my rear-views blinding What if I wreck, Its your job to serve and protect I think you're doing too much In some places y'all ain't doing enough And I ain't gotta be cuffed and roughed up While ya mans going pillaging through my stuff What the hells wrong with y'all? Ain't forty thousand dollars a year enough for you And just because I make a whole helluva lot more than you That dont give you reason to stalk me You telling me to park my car and walk? I guess L.A.P.D. means Law Abiding Prevents d**h I hope Ms. Wallace go get her checks I got lawyers with 100 percent wins I sued y'all once before and I will do it again Police in L.A. to the Bay Be hoping that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) The West coast remix, lets get paid Cuz you know that you hustlers be up bright and early Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) [The Game] Chamillionaire made my grill hundred flores Made my wheels Lamborgini with The doors up on 24's I'm paid for real L.A.P.D wanna lock me up Impound my lambo, watch me scramble Eagle on my lap throw bullets like Randell b**h in the pa**enger side grab the handle Smoke the tires, throw it into first Hit the chronic throw it in the dirt Ghetto bird over my shoulders I'm just rolling Lemme see if that spotlight work I'm switching lanes, cutting up a swisher mane I ain't tripping mane, I'm just dipping mane Trying to get some brains Sitting back in the Lambo watching the Pistons game Stop at a light, fans yelling "This The Game!" You love me and Quik the same Cause we West Coast veterans Nobody better than, D.O.C said and I can't let it in, not here, not now Throw it into fifth and let the top down Way too quick I can't be locked down Foot up on the gas where the cops now Pull over park the whip Call Chamillionaire and talk some sh** Almost forgot this b**h head on my lap Pull the ponytail "Get off my dick! Matter fact grab your sh**, fix your weave Get your Louie bag and get out my whip One more thing, you forgot your wire b**h!" Police in L.A. to the Bay Be hoping that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*) The West coast remix, lets get paid Cause you know that you hustlers be up bright and early Tryna catch me ridin dirty (*4X*)