Ridin' (UK Radio Edit)
Chamillionaire, Krayzie Bone"Ridin' (UK Radio Edit)" is a song by Chamillionaire, Krayzie Bone, released in 2006 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:57 long and contains 173 lines and 1001 words.
0:13They see me rollin';
0:15They hatin'.
0:17Patrollin'
0:18And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
0:20Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:22Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:23Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:25Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:27My music so loud;
0:29I'm swangin'.
0:31They hopin'
0:31That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
0:33Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:35Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:37Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:39Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
0:40Police think they can see me lean;
0:41I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen.
0:43For me to see me ride by' they can see the glean
0:44And my shine on the deck and the TV screen.
0:46Ride with a new chick' she like "Hold up."
0:48Next to the Playstation controller
0:50There's a full clip in my pistola;
0:51Turn a jacker into a coma.
0:53Girl' you ain't know' I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone;
0:55Just tryin' to bone' ain't tryin' to have no babies.
0:56Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies.
0:58Law's on patrol; you know they hate me.
1:00Music turned all the way up and to the maximum;
1:02I can speak for some ****** tryin' to jack for some.
1:03But we packin' somethin' that we have
1:05And' um' will have a ***** locked up in the maximum
1:06Security cell. I'm grippin' oak.
1:08Music loud and I'm tippin' slow.
1:10Twins steady twistin' like hit this dough;
1:11Pull up from behind and it's in his throat.
1:13Windows down' gotta stop pollution.
1:15CDs change; ****** like "Who is that producin'?"
1:16This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin'
1:18Got warrants in every city except Houston
1:20But I still ain't losin'.
1:21They see me rollin';
1:22They hatin'.
1:24Patrollin'
1:25And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
1:27Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:29Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:30Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:32Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:34My music so loud;
1:36I'm swangin'.
1:38They hopin'
1:38That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
1:41Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:42Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:44Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:46Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
1:47I been drinkin' and smokin'; holy s**t
1:49'Cause a brother can't focus.
1:50I gotta get to home 'fore the po-po's scope
1:51This big ol Excursion
1:52Swervin''
1:53All up in the curve' man.
1:54***** been sippin' on that Hennessey
1:55And the gin again
1:56Is in again;
1:56We in the wind.
1:57Doin' a hundred while I come from the block
1:58And rollin another one up;
1:59We livin' like we ain't givin' a ****.
2:00I got a revolver in my right hand;
2:0140 oz on my lap' freezing my b***s
2:03Roll a ***** tree' green leaves and all.
2:05Comin' up pretty deep' me and my do-jo.
2:07I gotta get to backstreets;
2:08Wanted by the six-pounds
2:09And I got heat.
2:10Glock shots to the block;
2:11We creep-creep. Pop-pop.
2:12Hope cops don't see me;
2:13On a low key.
2:14With no regard for the law'
2:16We dodge 'em like ****-'em-all.
2:17But I won't get caught up
2:19And brought up
2:19On charges for none of y'all.
2:20Keep a gun in car
2:21And a blunt to spark'
2:22But' well' if you want'
2:23*****' you poppin' dark.
2:24Ready or not' we gon' bust shots off in the air
2:26Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire.
2:28They see me rollin';
2:30They hatin'.
2:31Patrollin'
2:32And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
2:34Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:36Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:37Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:39Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:41My music so loud;
2:43I'm swangin'.
2:45They hopin'
2:46That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
2:48Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:49Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:51Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:53Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
2:54Do what you thinkin' so'
2:55I tried to let you go.
2:56Turn on my blinker light
2:56And then I swang it slow.
2:57And they upset for sure
2:58'Cause they think they know
2:59That they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin' drough.
3:01So they get behind me'
3:01Tryin' to check my tags.
3:02Look at my rearview and they smilin''
3:04Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong; keep tryin'
3:05'Cause they denyin' it's racial profilin'.
3:07Houston' TX' you can check my tags;
3:09Pull me over' try to check my slab.
3:11Glove compartment' gotta get my cash
3:12'Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast.
3:14And bein' the baller that I am' I talk to them'
3:16Givin' a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude.
3:17When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
3:19Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood.
3:21I'ma laugh at you
3:22And then I have to cruise.
3:23You're a number two
3:23On some old DJ Screw.
3:24You can't arrest me plus you can't sue.
3:26This a message to the law; tells 'em "We hate you."
3:28I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known.
3:29Tippin' down; I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome.
3:31Bookin' my phone; findin' a chick I wanna bone.
3:32Like they couldn't stop me
3:33I'mma bout to pull up at your home
3:34And it's on.
3:35They see me rollin';
3:36They hatin'.
3:38Patrollin'
3:39And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
3:41Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:43Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:45Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:46Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:48My music so loud;
3:50I'm swangin'.
3:52They hopin'
3:53That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
3:55Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:56Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
3:58Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:00Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:02They see me rollin';
4:04They hatin'.
4:05Patrollin'
4:06And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.
4:08Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:10Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:11Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:13Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:15My music so loud;
4:17I'm swangin'.
4:19They hopin'
4:20That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
4:22Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:23Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:25Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:27Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
4:57END
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 gon' 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. Police think they can see me lean; I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen. For me to see me ride by' they can see the glean And my shine on the deck and the TV screen. Ride with a new chick' she like "Hold up." Next to the Playstation controller There's a full clip in my pistola; Turn a jacker into a coma. Girl' you ain't know' I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone; Just tryin' to bone' ain't tryin' to have no babies. Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies. Law's on patrol; you know they hate me. Music turned all the way up and to the maximum; I can speak for some ****** tryin' to jack for some. But we packin' somethin' that we have And' um' will have a ***** locked up in the maximum Security cell. I'm grippin' oak. Music loud and I'm tippin' slow. Twins steady twistin' like hit this dough; Pull up from behind and it's in his throat. Windows down' gotta stop pollution. CDs change; ****** like "Who is that producin'?" This 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 gon' 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 been drinkin' and smokin'; holy s**t 'Cause a brother can't focus. I gotta get to home 'fore the po-po's scope This big ol Excursion Swervin'' All up in the curve' man. ***** been sippin' on that Hennessey And the gin again Is in again; We in the wind. Doin' a hundred while I come from the block And rollin another one up; We livin' like we ain't givin' a ****. I got a revolver in my right hand; 40 oz on my lap' freezing my b***s Roll a ***** tree' green leaves and all. Comin' up pretty deep' me and my do-jo. I gotta get to backstreets; Wanted by the six-pounds And I got heat. Glock shots to the block; We creep-creep. Pop-pop. Hope cops don't see me; On a low key. With no regard for the law' We dodge 'em like ****-'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' But' well' if you want' *****' you poppin' dark. Ready or not' we gon' 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 gon' 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. Do what you thinkin' so' I tried to let you go. Turn on my blinker light And then I swang it slow. And they upset for sure 'Cause they think they know That they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin' drough. So they get behind me' Tryin' to check my tags. Look at my rearview and they smilin'' Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong; keep tryin' 'Cause they denyin' it's racial profilin'. Houston' TX' 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 'bout not feeling 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 have to cruise. You're a number two On some old DJ Screw. You can't arrest me plus you can't sue. This a message to the law; tells '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'mma 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 gon' 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 gon' 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. END
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