Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin Overseas

I'm in my rearview...
I can see a view of you.. (Konvict, Kon...)
(This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you it...

[Hook: (Chamillionaire)]
I see them watching, waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm dirty, (Cheah!)
And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight! (C'mon!)

[Verse 1:
I got twenty grand in my and, I'm riding round with my pockets crammed,
You the one got the contraband, you smokin' that like you in Amsterdam,
Before I it, I see them sirens, I'm pullin' over, "Hey, we just ridin'!",
"Don't talk back, won't be no violence, just shut up and sit in seat in silence",
Now the police is searching who, they me and then they searching you,
They the breeze and you smell like trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the purple too,
Now the lie is irreversible, cuz you told them we was riding clean,
They question you but they ain't question me yet, I'm thinking the police find a thing,
(Yup) Standing on the side of the freeway, they would just hurry up,
And I can see him walkin' up to me he about put me up in 'em cuffs,
I turn around and I look at you, and you away like you feelin' sick,
I'm going to jail for what I commit, I must admit that I hate a snitch...

Akon]
I see watching, they waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz I'm ridin' dirty,
And if stop me I might be going to jail tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz I'm ridin' dirty,
And if stop me I might be going to jail tonight!

[Verse 2:
Ever since they heard the song 'Ridin Dirty', the world been listening, I'm glad you heard me,
cops that representing the badge assure me, every cop ain't bad or tryna scare me,
A year later, after 'White 'n Nerdy', on the grind, tryin', still flyin' birdies,
That stuff in cuff still drivin' swervy, ridin' dirty like a vehicle inside the Derby,
A inspired by UGK, and the rest inspired by the life I'm living,
Seen that Impala, he was and that's when I saw the red lights go get him,
And it's ironic during the chase, he murdered Chase, and this kid was Christian,
Movin' target went across the street and unfortunately the car didn't him,
And now the family is soon to know, they gone have to do another funeral,
The ain't singing to your tune no more, don't move too fast, baby, move it slow...
Cuz one day in here, baby... Next you know,
thing you know, everything you used to move don't move no mo'!

[Hook: (Chamillionaire)]
I see them watching, waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be to jail tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me, (This is not a movie, it's life!)
Hopin' don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they me I might be going to jail tonight!

It's real life... It ain't just a song, a message....
Nobody ever their eyes 'till someone gets killed...
Rest In to Sean Bell....
man!