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They see me rolling, they hatin Patroling and trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty My music so loud Im swinging They hoping that they can catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirty Trying to catch me riding dirtyVerse 1 Chamillionaire:Reclined in the seat, they can see me leaning Tint so it aint easy to be seen Police seem me ride by, they can see me gleam My shine on the deck and the tv screen Riding with a new chick She like hold up, next to playstation controller Is a full clip in my pistol holder, turn a jacker in a coma Girl you aint know Im crazy like Krazie Bone Just tryna bone aint tryna have no babies Ride clean, and style, so I pull in ladies Laws on patrol and you know they hate me Musics turn all the way up turn until the maximum I can speak for something, niggas tryna jack for something But we packin something, that when we have for um Will have a nigga locked up in a maximum security cell Im gripping, oak, music loud and Im tipping slow Twins steady twisting, like hit this dope Police pull up right behind them its in his throat The windows down, gotta stop pollution CD change, niggas like who is that producing Its the Play N Skill when we hot and cruising Got warrants in every except Houston But I still aint losingChorus ((REPEAT))Verse 2:Ive been drinking and smoking holding Shit I really cant focus I gotta get home for Po Po scope this big ol excursion swirving All up the curve and nigga been sipping on the hennessey and gin again To sin again and we aim to win When brother puff on the blunt, roll another one up We leave it like we not giving a fuck I got the _____ in my right hand, 40 ounce in my left Freezing my balls, roll another tree Green leaves and all Coming pretty deep, me and my dogs Yo I gotta hit the back streets Wanted by the 6 pounds, cause I got heat Glock lock shot till block We creep, creep Pop, pop, hope cops dont see me on the low key And with no regard for the law, we dodge em like fuck em all But I wont get caught up and brought up for charges for none of yall Keep a gun in car and blunt to spar, roll up if you want, nigga pop it dog Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air Cause its Krayzee Bone and ChamillionaireChorus ((REPEAT)):So what you thinking so, I try to let you go Turn on my blinking light, then I swing it slow A nigga upset fasho, cause they think they know That they catching me with plenty of drink and dro Saw the kid behind me trying to check my tags Look in my rear view, they smiling Thinking that theyll catch me in the wrong, keep trying Cant it deny that its racial profiling Houston Texas, you can check my tags Pull me over try to check my slab Glove compartment, gotta get my cash Cause the crooked cop will try to get by fast And being the baller that I am, I talk to them Giving a damn about them not feeling my attitude When the realize I aint even riding dirty Bet youll be leaving with an even madder mood Imma laugh at you, then I have to cruise Jam your number 2 on some DJ Screw You cant arrest me, plus you cant sue This is a message to the law, tell em we hate you I cant touch, tell em that should have known Tip a dime, sitting crooked on my chrome Booking my phone finding a girl I want to bone Like they couldnt stop, Im about to pull at your home And its on