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Chamillionaire Ft Krayzie Bone - Ridin' (Official Music Video)

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Published on 05 Aug 2021 / In Music

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⁣[Chorus:
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'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



[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]

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

I'm ridin' 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 (Woo!)

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 the maximum

Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (Oak)

Music loud and I'm tippin' slow (Slow)

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

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

The windows down, got to stop pollution

CD
change, 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'

[Chorus:
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'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



[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]

I've been drinkin' and smokin'

Holy shit, cause I really can't focus

I gotta get it home 'fore the po-po's scope this

Big
old Excurs' just swervin',
all up in the curb and

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 dawgs

Yo, I gotta hit the back streets

Wonderin' 'bout 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 lowkey

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, and get it poppin', dawg

Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air

Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus:
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'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



[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]

Now would you think it's 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 rearview and they smilin'

Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin'

Keep
steady denyin' that it's racial profilin'

Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (Tags)

Pull me over, try to check my slab (Slab)

The 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

Jammin'
number two 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 '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

[Chorus:
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'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

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

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