Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin Overseas

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

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

1: Chamillionaire]
I got twenty in my pocket and, I'm riding round with my pockets crammed,
You the one that got the contraband, you that like you in Amsterdam,
Before I it, I see them sirens, I'm pullin' over, "Hey, we just ridin'!",
"Don't talk back, be no violence, just shut up and sit in your seat in silence",
Now the police is searching who, they searching me and they searching you,
smell 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, wishing they would hurry up,
And I can see him walkin' up to me like he put me up in 'em cuffs,
I turn around and I look at you, and you turn away like you sick,
I'm going to jail for I didn't commit, I must admit that I hate a snitch...

[Hook:
I see watching, they 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 be going to jail tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm dirty,
And if they me I might be going to jail tonight!

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

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

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