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Dr. Samy Farag - Текст песни Chevy Ridin' High
Feat. Rick Ross, The Game, Fat Joe, Pusha-T & Dirtbag
 DJ Khaled:
 Yeah, it's DJ Khaled Don Dotta
 Big Dog Pitbull, Terror Squadron AKA The Beat Novocain
 Remix, remix, remix
 Listennn, Dre (this is, this is)
 Pusha (this is, this is, this is)
 The Game (this is, this is, this is)
 Fat Joe (this is, this is, this is, this is)
 Rick Ross, listennn
 Verse 1
 Pusha-T:
 If he claim king, and he claim best
 Then I guess you could call me god
 There's none higher, none flyer, the kingpin is back
 Louis Vuitton frames hide the face of the supplier
 Peek-a-boo, take a look at what these kilos do
 Air conditioner Jacob watches, three on blue
 100 thousand, it should come in some Maalox too
 Give me the option to get it serviced and just be loose
 Three years gone, feds tappin' the phone
 Rappers downloading my style, I'm feeling like a ringtone (Yuk)
 The hiatus, they tried to Mini-Me me
 Triple beams to big jeans; they'll never be me
 Re-Up Gang, known as the Kilo Shoppers
 Riding Chevy's, give us room to reload choppers
 Gourmet beef, servin' niggaz filet Oscar
 So many bitches screamin' we should promote operas, haha
 Verse 2
 The Game:
 Chevy ridin' high boy, look at the hot wheels
 If you hot-headed, we gon' pop steel
 And when I pop the trunk, you see a lotta pumps
 I make the ass bounce like a bitch in some Prada pumps
 I drive '6-Treys ('6-Treys) '6-4s ('6-4s)
 The real '6-4s, watch that ass get low
 And I'm the rappin' assassin, ask Rick Ross
 Gangstas don't dance, we make the car do the Laffy Taffy
 I ain't Yung Joc, but I got a motorbike
 And I got a hoe I like, she like to do the motorbike
 I'm from Murdaville, and I rep the Dodgers
 Throwing white balls out that '6-4 Impala
 Verse 3:
 Dre:
 No, it's not the Doctor, but it's still D-R-E
 Tryna move them units like the Chronic did in '93 (Yeah)
 On that 95 (Yeah) doin' 95
 I let four of them things go for like 95
 Black Dickies set, black Chevrolet Impala (Whoo)
 Trunk fulla that black market packed product (Whoo)
 Game hit me, told me Black Wallstreet popped the collar (Uh)
 Pusha-T, I got yo' back nigga, I'ma holla (Yeah)
 They tryna J.F.K. your boy (No)
 The media and papers tryna blame ya boy (No)
 But the only thing gettin' dropped because of me (Ya)
 Is the roof on that '7-Trey Chevy Caprice
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 Hook
 Dre & Rick Ross:
 Chevy ridin' high boy, Chevy ridin' high boy
 Chevy ridin' high
 (Bumping gangsta music)
 Chevy, Chevy ridin' high boy
 Chevy ridin' high boy, Chevy ridin' high
 (Bumping gangsta music)
 Verse 4
 Fat Joe:
 Throw your money in the air niggaz
 Put your sets up (yeah)
 If you're ready to ride and down to wet some'n
 It's Coca baby (yes) say it with conviction
 DA's hate me, I got no convictions
 They won't leave me 'til the day they greet me with life
 Catchin' up with old friends is like speakin' to the mic
 And I ain't Mr. Innocent, but some'n ain't right
 When there's five docs, get in a lineup then I'm right
 My life's a movie (Yes)
 You love to hate me (Yes)
 GT Porsche, double exhaust baby
 It's all bubbles when you sittin' on mils
 Then you fucked the game up with them Puerto Rico grills
 Verse 5
 Rick Ross:
 My guns got whips, quiet-ridin' on them Air Shox
 Ice cream got the car painted like a glow-pot (Ross)
 No chop, just guts in the glasshouse
 10 blocks, no cut in my last house
 Pull the pots out, watch out, I'm a chef (chef)
 It's Ricky Ross, I'm the boss and the fuckin' best (best)
 I'ma burn rubber (rubber)
 I'ma burn cheese (cheese)
 I'ma burn these boys tryna hurt me
 Verse 6
 Dirtbag:
 I'm on that reefer and liquor
 Whent on the block kinda pitcher
 The public see me in my Chevy, gotta start they want pictures
 We ridin' 6's and vogues, 30's and lows
 Now it's 20 stitches, bitches throwin' up those
 Zoes call me Sal, Latinos call me Susio
 Chevy ridin' high, like you seen a UFO
 Haters be creepin' cuz all that work I be leapin'
 Now Or Laters be leakin'
 Elevators, can't reach 'em baby
 Hook
 Dre & Rick Ross:
 Chevy ridin' high boy, Chevy ridin' high boy
 Chevy ridin' high
 (Bumping gangsta music)
 Chevy, Chevy ridin' high boy
 Chevy ridin' high boy, Chevy ridin' high
 (Bumping gangsta music)
 (Repeat)

















