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 gon' 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 tint, so it ain't easy to be seen

Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam

And my shine on the deck and the TV screen

And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"

Next to the PlayStation controller

It′s a full clip in my pistola

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

Law's on patrol and you know they hate me

Music turned all the way up into the maximum

I got speakers, some niggas tryna jack for some

But we packin′ somethin′ and what we have for 'em

We′ll have a nigga locked up in a maximum

Security cell, I'm grippin′ oak

Music loud and I'm tippin′ slow

Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this dough!"

Police pull up right behind and it′s in his throat

Windows down, got to stop pollution

CD changes, niggas 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 gon′ 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 old Excursion just swervin', all up in the curb′n

A nigga be sippin′ on the Hennessy and the gin again

It's in again, we in the wind

Doin′ a hundred while I puff on a blunt

And roll another one up, we livin' like we ain′t givin' a fuck

I got a blunt up in my right hand

40-ounce in my lap freezin′ my balls

Roll another tree, green leaves and all

Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs

Yo, I gotta hit the back streets

Wonderin' about the six pounds 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

Roll it up if you want, nigga, get 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 gon′ catch me ridin' dirty

Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Tryna catch me ridin′ dirty

Tryna catch me ridin′ dirty

Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Now would you think it so? I tried to let you go

Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow

And they upset for sho′, 'cause they think they know

That they catchin′ me with plenty of the drank and dro

So they get behind me, tryna check 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

And bein′ the baller that I am, I talk to them

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

I'ma laugh at you and then I′ll have to cruise

Yeah, my #2 on some old-school DJ Screw

You can't arrest me, plus you can′t sue

This is a message to the law, tellin' them: "We hate you."

I can′t be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known

Tippin' down, I′m 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 gon' 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′s so loud, I'm swangin′

They hopin' that they gon′ catch me ridin' dirty

Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Tryna catch me ridin′ dirty

Tryna catch me ridin′ dirty

Tryna catch me ridin' dirty