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    They see me simpin;
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    My music's so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gon' catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Grindin' to see if 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 gleam
    And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
    And I'm simpin' 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
    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 until the maximum
    I can speak for some niggas tryin' to jack for some
    But we packin' somethin' that we have for 'em
    Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
    Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (oak)
    Music loud and tippin' slow (slow)
    Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this though"
    Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
    The windows down, gotta stop pollution
    CD 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' and tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    My music's so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gon' catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    I been drinkin' and smokin'
    Holy shit 'cause I really can't focus
    I gotta get it home 'fore the po-po's scope this big ol' Excurs'
    Just swerved, all up in the curve and
    Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey and the gin again
    It's 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 blunt up in my right hand
    40-ounce on 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' 'bout 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, and get it poppin', dawg
    Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    My music's so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gon' catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Now would you think it's 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 tryin' to check my tags
    Look at my rear-view and they smilin'
    Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin' (keep tryin')
    'Cause they denyin' that it's racial profilin'
    Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (tags)
    Pull me over try to check my slab (slab)
    Glove compartment, gotta get my cash
    'Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
    And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them
    Givin' a damn about 'em not feelin' my attitude
    When they realize I ain't even simpin' dirty
    Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
    I'ma laugh at you and then I have to cruise
    Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw
    You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
    This a message to the laws tell 'em, "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, 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
    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    My music's so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gon' catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    They see me rollin'
    They hatin'
    Patrollin' and tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    My music's so loud
    I'm swangin'
    They hopin' that they gon' catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    Tryna catch me simpin' dirty
    (Damn, I done spilled my drink)

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