Ridin'

[Chorus: Chamillionaire] They see me rollin', they hatin' Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty My music's so loud, I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Grindin' to see if they can see me lean I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam And my shine on the deck and the TV screen I'm ridin' with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!" Next to the PlayStation controller It's a full clip in my pistola Send a jacker into a coma (Woo!) Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryna bone, ain't tryna 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 into the maximum I got speakers, some niggas tryna jack for some But we packin' somethin' and what we have for 'em We'll have a nigga locked up in the maximum Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (Oak) Music loud and I'm 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, got to stop pollution CD change, niggas like, "Who is that producin'?" That's the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin' Got warrants in every city except Houston but I still ain't losin' [Chorus: Chamillionaire] They see me rollin', they hatin' Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty My music's so loud, I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone] I've 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 old Excurs' just swervin', all up in the curb and Nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again It's in again, we in the wind Doin' a hundred while I puff on a blunt and roll another one up We livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck I got a blunt up in my right hand 40-ounce in my lap freezin' my balls Roll another tree, green leaves and all Comin' pretty deep, me and my dawgs 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 lowkey 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 [Chorus: Chamillionaire] They see me rollin', they hatin' Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty My music's so loud, I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] 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, tryna check my tags Look in my rearview and they smilin' Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin' Keep steady denyin' that it's racial profilin' Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (Tags) Pull me over, try to check my slab (Slab) The glove compartment, gotta get my cash 'Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them Givin' a damn about them not feelin' my attitude When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood I'ma laugh at you and then I'll have to cruise Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue This is a message to the law, tell 'em, "We hate you" I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known Tippin' down, I'm 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 [Chorus: Chamillionaire] They see me rollin', they hatin' Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty My music's so loud, I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty They see me rollin', they hatin' Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty My music's so loud, I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty