Ridin'

They see me rollin' They hatin', patrollin', and tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty My music so loud I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty (try and catch me, yeah) Grindin' to see if they can see me lean I'm tense, so it ain't easy to be seen When you see me ride by, they can see these gleam And my shine on the deck and the TV screen Now ridin' with a new chick; she like, hold up Next to the Play Station controlla It's a full clip and my pistola send a jacker into a coma Girl, you ain't know I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryin' a bone ain't tryin' a have no babies Ride clean as hell, so I pull in, ladies Laws on patrol and you know they hate me Music turned up all the way to the maximum I got speakers some niggaz tryin' a jack for some But we packin' somethin' and what we have for um We'll have a nigga locked up in a maximum, security cell I'm grippin' oak (oak) Music loud, and I'm tippin slow (slow) Twins steady twistin' like, hit this dough D's behind and it's in re-throwed Windows down, gotta stop pollution City change just like, who is that producin'? That's the Playin' skills 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' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty My music so loud I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty I've been drinkin' and smokin', holy shit 'cause I really can't focus I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this Big ol' Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb 'n A nigga be sippin' on the Hennessey and the Gin again It's in again we in the wind Don't wanna hold up while I puff on the blunt I roll another one up, and leave it like we ain't givin' a fuck I got a blunt up in my right hand Forty ounce in my lap, freezin' my balls Rollin' up a tree, green leaves and all Comin' pretty deep me and my dogs Yo', I gotta hit the back streets Wanted by the six-five, and I got heat Glock, glock shots to the block we creep, creep Pop, pop, hope cops don't see me on the 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 Wonder if you want nigga it poppin' dog Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire (millionaire) They see me rollin' They hatin', patrollin', and tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty My music so loud I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty You wouldn't think it so, I tried ta let ya go Turn on my blanker light, and then I swang it slow And they upset for fa sho' 'Cause they think they know That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro' (no) So they get behind me, tryin' a catch my tags Look in my rear view, and they smilin' Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong They keep tryin' (keep tryin') Steady denyin' that it's 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'll try to come up fast Bein' the balla that I am, I'm talk to them not 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 (Ha ha ha) Then I'll laugh at you; then I'll have to cruise Ya my number two on some old school DJ Screw You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue This is a message to the laws. tell 'em we hate you I could be tough, tell 'em that they should a known Tippin' down, 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 They see me rollin' They hatin', patrollin', and tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty My music so loud I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty They see me rollin' They hatin', patrollin', and tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty My music so loud I'm swangin' They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty Tryin' a catch me ridin' dirty