Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Glove compartment gotta get my cash We dodge 'em like, "Fuck 'em all" And it's on And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude They hopin' that they gon catch me ridin' dirty Laws of patrolling, you know they hate me, Music turned all the way up until the maximum THE Lyrics Mania © 2020. But we packin somethin that we have and, um Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Roll another tree, green leaves and all They see me rollin', they hatin' They see me rollin', they hatin' Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty I gotta get it home 'fore the po-po's scope this Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty CD change, niggas like, "Who is that producin'?" Like they couldn't stop me, I'm 'bout to pull up at your home My music's so loud, I'm swangin' Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty All Rights Reserved. Yo, I gotta hit the back streets Turn a jacker into a coma, Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Your email address will not be published. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key With no regards 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 Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone, Just tryna bone, ain't tryna have no babies, Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this though! I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz. They see me rollin', they hatin' Cause they denyin' is racial profiling on my lap freezing my balls, Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty Look in my rearview and they smilin' That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro Try to catch me ridin' dirty, My music so loud I'm swangin' You can't arrest me plus you can't sue Next to the PlayStation controller When you see me ride by, they can see the glean I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen Doin' a hundred while I puff on a blunt and roll another one up Young Thug & M.I.A. I got a blunt up in my right hand [Chorus: Chamillionaire] HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawgâ" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS, POPULAR SONG: Travis Scott feat. Music turned all the way up into the maximum It's a full clip in my pistola Try to catch me ridin' dirty But we packin' somethin' and what we have for 'em Big old Excurs' just swervin', all up in the curb and This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin Got warrants in every city except Houston but I’m still ain’t losin I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can’t focus I gotta get to home ‘fore the po po’s scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain’t givin a fuck I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all Comin pretty deep, me and my do-jo I gotta get back to backstreets Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep Pop Pop hope cops don’t see me, on a low key With no regards 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, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and ChamillionaireDo what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drink and dro 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 well keep tryin Cause they denyin is racial profiling 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 try to come up fast And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving 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’mma laugh at you then I’mma have to cruise I’m in number two on some more DJ Screw You can’t arrest me plus you can’t sue This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU I can’t be touched or tell ’em that they shoulda known Tippin’ down, sittin’ crooked on my chrome Bookin’ my phone, tryin’ to find a chick I wanna bone Like they couldn’t stop me I’mma ’bout to pull up at your home and it’s on. Try to catch me ridin' dirty I can speak for some niggas, tryin to jack for some Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast Now would you think it's so? [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone] Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (Oak) I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen 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 well keep tryin' [Chorus: Chamillionaire] You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue Patrollin' they try to catch me ridin' dirty They see me rollin They hatin Patrolling they 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 dirtyPolice think they can see me lean I’m tint so it ain’t easy to be seen When you 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 is a full clip and 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 Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies Laws of patrolling you know they hate me Music turned all the way up until the maximum I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum Security cell, I’m grippin oak Music loud and tippin slow Twist and twistin like hit this dough Police pull up from behind and is in his throat Windows down gotta stop pollution CDs change niggas like who is that producing? Pull me over, try to check my slab (Slab) Law's on patrol and you know they hate me Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat 40-ounce in my lap freezin' my balls Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Glock, Glock shots to the block, we creep-creep Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Next to the playstation controller Comin' up pretty deep, me and my dawg But I won't get caught up and brought up Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty Ready or not we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire, Do what you thinkin' so, I tried to let you go The glove compartment, gotta get my cash Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (Tags) Keep steady denyin' that it's racial profilin' Police think they can see me lean I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen When you see me ride by they can see the glean And my shine on the deck and the TV screen Just tryin' to bone, ain't tryin to have no babies Tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty will have a nigga locked up in the maximum, Security cell, I'm grippin oak (oak) - "FRANCHISE" - LYRICS, 15 Huge Stars Who Were Backup Singers First, HOT SONG: Tory Lanez - "Most High" - LYRICS. A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough Rock clean itself, so I pull in ladies I gotta get back to backstreets I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol' Excursion swerving all up in the curve, man Roll it up if you want, and get it poppin', dawg