Chamillionaire - Riding Dirty

They see me rollin`
They hatin`
Patrollin`
And 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`
Tryin` to catch me ridin` dirty.

Police think they can see me lean;
I`m tint so it ain`t easy to be seen.
For me to see me ride by, they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen.
Ride with a new chick, she like "Hold up."
Next to the Playstation controller
There`s a full clip in my pistola;
Turn a jacker into a coma.
Girl, you ain`t know, I`m crazy like Krayzie Bone;
Just tryin` to make you horny, ain`t tryin` to have no babies.
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies.
Law`s on patrol; you know they hate me.
Music turned all the way up and to the maximum;
I can speak for some niggas tryin` to jack for some.
But we packin` somethin` that we have
And, um, will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell. I`m grippin` oak.
Music loud and I`m tippin` slow.
Twins steady twistin` like hit this dough;
Pull up from behind and im sittin low.
Windows down, gotta stop pollution.
CDs 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 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 been drinkin` and smokin`; holdin` shit
`Cause a brother can`t focus.
I gotta get to home `fore the po-po`s 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 oz on my lap, freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all.
Comin` up pretty deep, me and my do-jo.
I gotta get to backstreets;
Wanted by the six-pounds
And I got heat.
shots to the block;
We creep-creep. Pop-pop.
Hope cops don`t see me;
On a low key.
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,
But, well, if you want,
Nigga,poppin`you dark.
Ready or not, we gon` bust shots off in the air
Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire.

They see me rollin`;
They hatin`.
Patrollin`
And 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 on my blinker light
And then I swang it slow.
And they upset for sure
`Cause they think they know
That they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin` drough.
So they get behind me,
Tryin` to check my tags.
Look at my rearview and they smilin`,
Thinkin` they`ll catch me on the wrong; keep tryin`
`Cause they denyin` it`s racial profilin`.
Houston, TX, you can check my tags;
Pull me over, try to check my slab.
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 `bout not feeling 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 have to cruise.
You`re a number two
On some old DJ Screw.
You can`t arrest me plus you can`t sue.
This a message to the law; tells `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`mma bout to pull up at your home
And it`s on.

They see me rollin`;
They hatin`.
Patrollin`
And 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.
They see me rollin`;
They hatin`.
Patrollin`
And 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.