Ridin Pt3.5 Lyrics - Chamillionaire

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 music 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 

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 pistolla 

Send a jacker into a coma 

Girl you ain't know I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone 

Just tryna bone, ain't tryna 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 tryna 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 rethrowed 

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 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 music 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 

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 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 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 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 music 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 

You wouldn't think it so, I tryed ta 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, tryna catch 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 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 music 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 

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 music 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