Chamillionaire ft. Krazy Bone Ridin' Dirty Lyrics

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and trying to catch me ridin dirty
(trying to catch me ridin dirty) X 4
My music so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
(trying to catch me ridin dirty) X 4

[Chamillionaire]
n____'s see me lean
Tint so it ain't easy to be seen
For me 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 controller
There is a full clip in my pistola
Send the jacka? into a coma
Girl you ain't know I'm krazie like krazie bone
Just trying to bone ain't trying to have no babies
Ride clean and sell I pull in ladies
Laws on patrol and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up and to the maximum
I gots speakers some n____s try to jack for some
But we packing something that we have for um...
Will have a n____ locked up in the maximum
Security cell
I'm grippin oh
Music loud and I'm tipping slow
Twins steady twisting like hit this dro'
Police pull up right behind and it's end this throw
Windows down gotta stop pollution
See me change
n____s like who is dat producin
Thats the playa 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 trying to catch me ridin dirty
(trying to catch me riding dirty) X 4
My music so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin dirty
(trying to catch me riding dirty) X 4

[Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin this, smokin', holy s___
Cause I really can't focus
I got to get home befo' the po-po smoke us
Big ol' discourager, swervin, all up on the curb man
n____ been sippin on that hennesy and that gin again
That sin again we in to win
Doing the under while I puff on the blunt
And roll another one up
We living like we ain't givin a f___
I got blunt up in my right hand, 40 oz in my left
Breeze in my ballz
Want another tree, green leaves and all
Commin preppy d? me and my dawgs
Yo, I got to hit the back streets
Wondering about dat six fives that 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 f___ em all
But I won't be caught up and brought up on charges for none of ya'll
Keep a gun in car
And a blunt to sparr
Rolled up if you want
Now get a poppin dawg
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air
Krazie Bone and Chamillionare

[Chamillionaire]
I know whatcha thankin so
I try to let you go
Turn on my blinker light
And then I swang it slow
And they accept the show
Cause they think the 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
b____ 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 d___ about them
Not feeling my additudes
And when they realize
That I ain't even ridin dirty
b____ you be leaving in with an even madder mood
And I'm a laugh at you
And then I have to crusie
Your a 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 at my phone finding a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'm about to pull up on yo home
And it's on