Ridin Lyrics

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 gone catch me ridin dirty Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, try and catch me ridin dirty
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 Playstation controlla
It's a full clip and my pistolla, send a jacker into a coma Girl you ain't know I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryin' bone, ain't tryin' 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' 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 , music loud and I'm tippin' 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 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 gone 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 and smokin', holy shit 'cause I really can't focus I gotta get it home before the po-po's scope this Big ole Excursion just swerve'n, 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
40 0z. 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 [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/ridin-lyrics-chamillionaire.html ] 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
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 gone 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
You wouldn't think it so, I tried to let cha 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'
So they get behind me, tryin' to take my tags Look in my rear view and they smilin' Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin' 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'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
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 shoulda 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' 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 gone 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 gone 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