King Kolt - Smokin & Ridin feat. HIA Juan

Here it is! One of my music videos, for those of you have never seen or heard anything of mine. Enjoy!

Lyrics:
(Intro)
Smokin & Ridin, Smokin & Ridin
Smokin & Ridin, Smokin & Ridin
So go & get on the grind, so go & get on the grind
So go & get on the grind, so go & get on the grind

(Verse 1: King Kolt)
Police right behind me, I'm smoking & Ridin
They cant see inside, limo tint keep me hidin
They roll right passed me, I sit back laughin
Half an ounce in my lap, aint a damn thing happen
Why drink and drive?, when you can smoke and fly
Fog up the inside of your ride till you can't open your eyes
I'm getting High, I watch traffic pass by
Passin flashin yellow lights I been hi since last night
Tilt my seat back, I'm blowin endo out the window
Let the wind ash my blunt as I pass it to my kinfolk
Roll another spliff, getting lit off this crip shit
I'm lifted every minute nothing you can do to fix it

(Hook x 2)
I'm smoking and ridin, mi gente beside me/
I'm smokin and ridin, and doing it nightly/
I'm smokin and ridin, smokin and ridin/
smokin and ridin, till the pigs come and find me/

(Verse 2: HIA Juan)
Ay yo we smoking & ridin, lighting the best green
Got my dawgs right beside me you cant fuck with the team
We ridin through the streets, system bumpin, spittin on beats
My windows down but I only holla if you look like a freak
We ridin gmc's, impalas, caddy's on 23's
We got that crippy weed burnin so a chico feelin so free
Money stackin, so I'm holdin bout 4 g's cash
What's the haps? Police pass, I get a rush and I laugh
That's just the way it is, bumpin Pac through your block
smoking pot Fuck the cops man, who got the deuce on the blunt?
I got that taliban bud, always bomb, never bunk
Got a J, a Dutch, a Phil and a Bong up inside the trunk

(Hook x 2)
I'm smoking and ridin, mi gente beside me/
I'm smokin and ridin, and doing it nightly/
I'm smokin and ridin, smokin and ridin/
smokin and ridin, till the pigs come and find me/