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 musics so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
[Chamillionaire]
Police think they can see me lean
Im tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me to see me ride by
They can see the gleem
And my shine on the deck and tv screen
Riding with a new chick she like hold up
Next to the playstation controlla
Theres a full clip in my pistola
Send a jacka into a coma
Girl yeen know I'm crazy like krazie bone
Just tryna bone ain't trying to have no babies
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Laws on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up and to the maximum
I can speak for some nigg*s try to jack for some
But we packing something that we have for um...
Will have a nigg* locked up in the maximum
Security cell
I'm grippin oak
Music loud and I'm tippin slow
Twins steady twisting like hit this doe
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
City change like who is dat producin
Thats 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 musics so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
[Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin n smokin', hold this sh*t
Cause I really can't focus
I got to get it home befo' the po-po scope this
Big ol' excursion, swervin, all up on the curb and
nigg* been sippin on that hennesy and that gin again
That sin again we in the wind,
Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt
And roll another one up
We living like we ain't givin a f*ck
I got blunt up in my right hand, 40 oz in my left
Freezin my ballz
Roll another tree, green leaves and all
Comin pretty deep, me and my dawgs
Yo, I got to hit the back streets
Wanted by the six pounds and I got heat
Glock-glock shots to the block
We creep, pop-pop
Hope cops don't see me, on the low key
With no regard for the law, we dodge em like f*ck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of ya'll
Keep a gun in car
And a blunt to spark
Roll up if you want
nigg* get it poppin dawg
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air
Krazie Bone and Chamillionare
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 musics so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
[Chamillionaire]
So you hate me so
I try to let you go
Turn on my blinker light
And then I swang it slow
I put up a sho
Cause they think they know
That they catching me with plenty of the drank and dro
So they get behind me to try to check my tags
Look in my rear view and they smilin'
Thinkin they'll catch me in the wrong, and keep tryin
Bitch steady denyin that it's racial profilin
Houston Texas, you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And being the balla that I am
I talk to them
Giving a damn about them
Not feeling my additude
And when they realize
I ain't even ridin dirty
Bet you'll be leaving with an even madder mood
And I'm a laugh at you
And then I have to cruse
Yea I'm ya number 2 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 them they shoulda known
Tippin down, I'm sitting crooked on my chrome
Bookin my phone finding a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'm about to pull up at ya home
And 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 musics so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Tryna catch me ridin dirty
Writer(s): Hakeem T. Seriki, Anthony Henderson, Oscar Edward Salinas, Juan Carlos Salinas
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