Chamillionaire feat. Krayzie Bone – Ridin’

Ridin’ lyrics

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Patrolling they tryin’ to catch me

Ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

My music so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they ’gon catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Police think 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 T. V. screen

Ride with a new chick, she like hold up

Next to the playstation controller

Is a full clip in my pistola

Turn a jacker in to a coma

Girl you ain’t know, I’m crazy like Krayzie Bone

Just tryin’ to bone ain’t tryin’ to have babies

Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies

Law’s on pattrol 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 and uhm

Will have a nigga locked up in

The maximum security cell

I’m grippin’ oak. Music load and tippin’ slow

Twist and twistin’ like hit this though

Police pull up from behind and is in his throat

Win dows down got ta stop polution

CDs change niggas likewhois that producing?

This the Play-N-Skillz

When we out and cruisin’

Got warrants in every city except Houston

But I still ain’t losin’

They see me rollin’

They hatin’

Pat rolling they tryin’ to catch me

Ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

My music so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they ’gon catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty

I’ve been drinkin’ andsmokin’ holdin’ shit cause

A brother can’t focus.

I gotta get to home ’fore the po po’s scope this,

Big ol’ Excursion swerving

All upin the curve man

Nigga been sippin’

On that Hennessey and the gin again

Is in again we in the wind

Doin’ a hundred while I puf on the blunt

And rollin’ on other one up

We livin’ like we ain’t given a fuck

I got a revolver in my right hand

Forty ounce on my lap

Freezing my balls

Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all

Comin’ pretty deep, me and my do-jo

I gotta get to backstreets

Wanted by the six pound and I got heat

Glock glock shots to the block we creep creep

Pop, pop -

Hope cops don’t see me, on a low key.

With nore gards 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,

But well if you want, nigga you poppin’ dark

Ready or not

We bust shots off in the air,

Krayzie Bone and Chammillionaire

They see me rollin’,

They hatin’

Patrollin’ they tryin’ to catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty,

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

My music so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they ’gon catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty,

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty!

Do what you thinkin’ so,

I tried to let you go

Turn up a blink of light

And I swang it slower

A nigga upset for sure cause they think

They know that they catchin’ me

With plenty of drink and dro

So they get behind me

Tryin’ to check my tags,

Look at my rear view and they smilin’

Think they’ll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin’

Cause they keep denyin’

That it’s racial profilling

Houston, Texas you can check my tags

Pull me over try to check my slap

Glove compartment gotta get my cash

Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast

And been a baller that I am I talk to them

Giving a damn about not feeling my attitude

When they realize I ain’t even ridin’ dirty

Bet you’ll be leavin’ with an even madder mood

I’mma laugh at you then I’mma have to cruise

I’m in number two on some more DJ screws

You can’t arrest me plus you can’t sue

This is a message to the law

Tellin them WE HATE YOU

I can’t be touched

Or tell ’em that they shoulda know

Tippin’ down, sittin’ crooked on my crome

Bookin’ my phone, tryin’ to find a chick I wanna bone

Like they couldn’t stop me

I’mma ’bout to pull up at your home

And it’s on.

They see me rollin’,

They hatin’

Patrollin’ they tryin’ to catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty,

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

My music so loud

I’m swangin’

They hopin’ that they ’gon catch me

Ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty,

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty.

Tryin’ to catch me ridin’ dirty!