They see me rollin', they hatin' patrollin'   And tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      My music so loud I'm swangin'   They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, try and 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 Playstation 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 tryin' bone, ain't tryin' 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 tryin' 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 re-throwed      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 tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      My music so loud I'm swangin'   They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      I've been 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 tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      My music so loud I'm swangin'   They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      You wouldn't think it so, I tried to 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, tryin' to take 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 tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      My music so loud I'm swangin'   They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      They see me rollin', they hatin' patrollin'   And tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty      My music so loud I'm swangin'   They hopin' that they gone catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty   Tryin' to catch me ridin dirty, tryin' to catch me ridin dirty