Ridin' Songtext
von Chamillionaire feat. Krayzie Bone

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


I′m on my car and they think they can see me lean (lean)
I'm tint so it ain′t easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride wit' a new chick, she like "Hol′ up"
Next to the PlayStation controller
Is a full clip in my pistola
I turn 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
Rock clean itself, so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrollin′ you know they hate me (know you do)
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas try to jack for some
But we packin' somethin′ and what 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)
Twist and twistin' like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat (what?)
Windows down, gotta stop pollution
CD's change, niggas like, "Who is that producin′?"
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′
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


I been drinkin' and smokin′, holdin' shit
′Cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home ′fore the po-po scope
This big ol' Excursion swervin' all up in 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 come from the block
And rollin' another one up, we livin′ like we ain't givin′ a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand
40 ounce on my lap freezin' my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin′ pretty deep, me and my dawg, so
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by 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 a low key
With no regards 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 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

Do what you thinkin' so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and then I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure ′cause they think they know
That they catchin' me with plenty of the drinkin′ drough
So they get behind me tryna check my tags
Look at my rear view and they smilin'
Thinkin′ they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin'
′Cause they denyin′ is 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 been a baller that I am I talk to them
Givin' a damn about not feelin′ my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin′ dirty
Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I′m a laugh at you and then I′m a have to cruise
I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can′t arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin′ them "We hate you!"
I can't be toss or tell ′em that they should've known
Tippin' down I′m sittin′ crooked on my chrome
Bookin' my phone tryna find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn′t stop me I'm about to pull up at your home, it′s on

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