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Black Summer Party: Best Of, Vol. 4
Disc 1
01. The Sweet Escape
02. Give It to Me
03. Because of You
04. Promiscuous
05. Ridin’
06. Smack That
07. Buttons
08. You Know I’m No Good
09. It’s Okay (One Blood)
10. Chain Hang Low
11. That’s That Shit
12. Like a Boy
13. Window Shopper
14. Touch It
15. Put It Down
16. Fergalicious
17. Boogie 2nite
18. Hit Me Up
19. Hip Hop Is Dead
20. Louder
Disc 2
01. Unfaithful
02. Save Room
03. Anonymous
04. Rush the Floor
05. Say I
06. Hands Up
07. No Diggity
08. The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)
09. E.I.
10. Area Codes
11. Joints & Jam
12. Mr. Wendal
13. My Band
14. Guilty Conscience
15. Gin and Juice
16. Wanted Dead or Alive
17. Mama Said Knock You Out
18. O.P.P.
19. Push It
They see me rollin' they hatin'
Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

My music so loud I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

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 n-, tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and, um
Will have a n- locked up in the maximum

Security cell, I'm grippin oak (oak)
Music loud and tippin' slow (slow)
Twist and twistin' like hit this dough (dough)
Pull up from behind and is in his throat (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'

They see me rollin' they hatin'
Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

My music so loud I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

I been drinkin' and smokin', holdin' sh- '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
N- 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 f-
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 OZ on my lap freezing my balls

Roll a n- tree, green leaves and all
Comin' up pretty deep, me and my dawg
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 f- '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, n- you poppin' dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

They see me rollin' They hatin'
Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

My music so loud I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

Do what you thinkin' so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A n- 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'ma laugh at you then I'ma 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 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'ma bout to pull up at your home and it's on

They see me rollin' they hatin'
Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

My music so loud I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

They see me rollin' they hatin'
Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty

My music so loud I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty
Try to catch me ridin' dirty